Happiness is...

...well-ordered book shelves.

My library has been....disorganised...since I moved house. The bookshelves were put in position, and the books put on the shelves. No order. No thought.

I added a smaller bookshelf in the week, as many shelves were double-stacked. Alas, this would not fit in its new home, as the shelves needed to be moved 3 inches. Yes, that was all.

So, to do that I had to take all the books off those shelves...move them down...place the new one correctly...

Then the fun began.

An hour later...all the books, CDs, DVDs and board games are back on the shelves...few ornaments in the gaps...and I am done.

The library is now home.

Hee. 

Heading into the setting sun, a single contrail bisects the sky. 

Quote of the Day

Mal: "Do you want to run this ship?"
Jayne: "Yes"
Mal: "Well, you can't."

From the Serenity trailers.

Hammocks

I have been given a hammock as a housewarming gift. It's something that I would never have bought for myself, and having seen them around, they do look rather comfy for chilling out in and settling down with a good book and a glass of plonk.All I need to do now is work out where to put it...

Quote of the Day

"Interesting if true - and interesting anyway."
- Mark Twain

Harry-Air Bear

RAF Station Wittering

Wine not?

A long, hard week is finally over.

The department inter-cultural seminar in Albi (southern France) was great.  Since we were in the middle of a wine making region, we naturally ended up at a vineyard in Gaillac and were given two bottles of wine in addition to the three I bought after tasting a variety of their wines.  This was followed by a wine-tasting session with dinner, marking and scoring wines as the courses were served.  Things degenerated nicely thanks to cries from (me and the) Brits of "what do you mean what colour?  it's red!" and "what do you mean when should it be drunk?  now sounds good!".

Funny thing is, I seem to be getting no sympathy over my lack of sleep these last few nights.  Shucks.    

View of the harbour

Buck (or something) from the castle. The larger yacht down there is mine. Oh yes. One day it will be mine.

Harbour

The harbour of a little Italian town that I can't remember the name of. I'll update the name later. This town was a little like I imagine Buck to be - a harbour town under a castle. Except that the town isn't medieval. And the castle doesn't look right, and is too small. Look, you had to be there, right!

A street in Eze.

Eze is a little town on the top of a mountain, near to Nice. Lots of little alleys and footpaths, with hidden art galleries and shops selling anything, everything and nothing.

Monte Carlo Place

The palace on the hill top at Monte Carlo.

Monte Carlo

Monte Carlo, taken from the path down from the palace.

Cfer Cat

Cfer, the neighbourhood cat, finally followed me indoors today. Instead of going to explore, as I was expecting, he sat halfway up the stairs and refused to go any further!