Wash Day

A very blustery day today, and more moving of stuff. Even more convinced that a short let will be less stressful than having to pack up home and fridge contents every few weeks as we surf between friends’ flats.  Lovely and kind as they are, I feel Daisy and I need somewhere to relax, whatever the weather. And, more importantly, somewhere to cook the odd meal with all our ingredients to hand. [And Jamie … ?]

There are two possible places in town and luckily both are available as we are out of season.  Have seen one small but perfectly-formed little flat of 50 sq m. And on Monday we will see a slightly larger one with a small terrace which, as spring is due over the next couple of months, might provide the chance of an aperitivo al fresco.  We shall see.

Because of moving and the weather we made today “wash day”.  We found a local laundrette and did a huge wash in machines that supplied their own soap and conditioner.  Also, it is like no launderette I have seen: with huge murals of lavender fields (couldn’t photo these as lovely local ladies were sitting in front on shabby-chic rush seated chairs with pretty lilac gingham cushions), potted fir trees, a children’s area and little wicker hearts to complete the steamy scenario.

Thought we would use the waiting time to take the car for a wash too and while it was doing we stepped inside the petrol station bar for a freshly squeezed orange juice and pastry.   Again, not like any garage coffee shop I have been in.  This had quilted seating and ‘ghost’ chairs, pretty doilies and furry cushions.

And, finally, we gave Daisy a wash as well!

Moving is definitely a most stressful thing and so, having finished, I needed for a couple of Aperol spritzes. After all, it is Saturday night.

The photo on the header is of a very special pecorino sheep’s cheese which is matured for several months in straw to help keep it moist and to add a fresh flavour.  We didn’t try it but it looked very impressive.