Bulgaria in August cont.
August has been a very busy month indeed for guests and friends.
I had contact from a couple, Tracey and Barrie, who were looking for two night’s accommodation for themselves and their daughter. ‘Nyema problem’ I cried, ‘plenty of room at the Inn’. Plans were made, bookings were put in place and though I was expecting a small overlap between the guests and the arrival of my old friends, I knew it wouldn’t be a problem…and it wasn’t, as the terrorist threats against the airlines saw my friends stranded on the ground in Glasgow.
I was so disappointed. I had been looking forward to their arrival for weeks and to have the rug pulled out from under our plans at such a late stage was devastating.
Mind you, Tracey and Barry ended up extending their stay considerably, so I had plenty to keep my mind and body busy. Again, I was fortunate to have a really pleasant family staying in the big hoose and I thoroughly enjoyed their company while here. And they proved to be the hardy type of guests that this house needs…Those that can deal with anything life throws at them. In their case, the bloody water went off !!!! You have to remember that the temperatures here at the moment are still as hot a hell and not being able to throw ones self under a shower can be pretty inconvenient, but they were really good about it. Fortunately, it was towards the very end of their stay. Did they complain? Did they demand a refund? Not a bit….they were fantastic in the face of adversity and when I waved them off on the next stage of their journey, we were still friends…maybe slightly ripe friends, but friends none the less 🙂
And all through everything else, the roof repairs continue.
It’s turning out to be a bugger of a job and this is not helped by the very high temperatures we’ve been experiencing. It might be 40 degrees at ground level, but when you get up into the highest part of the roof I reckon the temps got to be at least 5-10 degrees hotter, if not more. I instantly turn into an oily spot of the floor when I go up there and I really don’t know how these guys can continue to work under such adverse conditions….but they do, and seem to retain their sense of humour throughout. It’s really starting to take shape though and you can really get an impression of what the finished job will look like…
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I was a little concerned about having the grey tiles in a village full of orange tiles. And why was I concerned ? Because I didn’t want to stand out too much…but as someone pointed out to me, the house already stands out like dogs whatsits, so a few grey tiles really aren’t going to make a lot of difference. 🙂
Now, do you all remember this little fella?
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Well, just take a look at him now….
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Doesn’t that just tear at the strings of your heart ?? He’s certainly won Louisa over…that’s her holding on to him. It looks like the next litter will have a little something special just for her. And, Oh, how my resolve is weakening 🙂
In amongst all the rest of the goings on here, I received an invite from the Mayor to accompany the villagers to a place called Roxhjen (sic), where a national festival of traditional singing and dancing was being held. That’s an entire diary entry on its own though, so you’ll have to wait for the next instalment to see the fabulous photos, of which I took hundreds.
Suffice to say, I headed off into the Rhodopes and left my guests to fend for themselves, but that’s another story for another day.
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