Assumptions and lessons to learn

Yep, you learn something each day, and probably lots of things.

I was listening to a Nate Hagens 'Frankly' episode (No 147) on Youtube recently titled, It's not what you think, mainly about assumptions we construct, and choices we make without leaving space to actually observe and consider. It, as with most of his work, really made me think, and made me set up a few resolutions about not jumping to conclusions based on what I think I know, or what I might assume.

Case in point: at the weekend we had a couple of B and B guests arrive from the site, Greengo. I'm keen to use Greengo more as their mission is to encourage ecological actions - as far as going on holiday can be ecological. 

I welcomed the couple in and the guy said where shall I park the car? I glanced through the gate at a monster car about three times the size of ours and with bronze alloy wheels, smoked glass, and . . . a sticker above the exhaust pipe reading 'Fuck you Greta'. For a second I thought he must have an evil aunt or other relative and then it dawned on me that it meant Greta Thunberg. And there was a second sticker on the back window of flipping the middle finger. Ok... French drivers can really hug one's boot so maybe fair enough but the F Y Greta sticker . . .

                                                           It wasn't quite this absurd . . .

So my mind went into assumption overdrive - he'll hate the B and B full of old recycled furniture and our carefully considered, friendly notices about going easy on the water for the environments sake (and our water bill which going to be scary this year), there's no air conditioning - they must be used to that with such a vehicle; what about the breakfast they'd ordered? Will they like the home made bread with bits in it, the odd but tasty plums I'd picked on the morning dog walk, the weird reclaimed tiles in the kitchenette, the old but clean shower, the strange flower containers made out of old baths, etc etc . . .

So, I showed them around and left them to have a rest before setting out again to the local rose festival in their massive car. I told Mark who was absent for a couple of days about the car and sticker, and he immediately thought all the same stuff. By the end of the day I'd even worked out my artistically ironic reply to the review that would be left by them on the site after their departure.

The next day I carefully laid out the breakfast (first time in our new B and B) to which they appeared delighted, commenting on how nice it was to have real home made bread and jams. Things seemed to be going well; I paced about a bit wondering if the lodgings would be left in a mess; they probably had cleaners, having a car like that . . .

So they left, polite and friendly as anything, said how much they'd enjoyed the stay and what a lovely place it was. I waved them off, suddenly glad I hadn't removed the sticker or scrawled Trump over Greta. 

But, the review. Maybe the truth would come out - pictures of the strange tap and sink arrangement, the spider and its family I'd forgotten to remove, the tasteless coffee, the dog next door that had barked once in the night, the heat . . .

Greengo site informed me there was a review waiting, once I had done mine - I hate this bit; it's all too much like that Black Mirror where everyone but everyone reviews each other constantly - err, bit like now really. I did my polite review of 5 stars, as they had merited it - quiet, respectful, tidy, and there was no  'absurd, pretentious car' category. I refreshed the page and there was my review: 5 star, glowing, friendly. They'd really loved our place, and me as a host.

                                                               Black mirror - Nosedive

I put the sticker to the back of my mind and thought about how different we all are, the experiences that shape us, our likes and dislikes, those of our parents and the sort of educations we have had. They were friendly and appreciative, just a little different to me in their opinions. And that's really ok.

 . . . Maybe they'd borrowed the car and actually drive a small electric Ford Fiesta. Probably not. 

                                Our B and B kitchenette with strange tap and sink arrangement.

                                        B and B https://lapenichesurlacolline.blogspot.com/

Impossible

to imagine . . .

-1 or so on a February day when all you can think about is not falling over on black ice, getting indoors to make a cup of hand-thawing tea and wondering how early one could light the wood stove.

I think this was the day I walked to the hospital -which only about a two minute normal walk - for a RDV which I didn't want to postpone. Think it took about twenty minutes with nordic walking poles, and many thoughts about what would get damaged if I did slip.

Today, 10/07/2026, I am sitting indoors with all the shutters closed having done the 5:30am dog walk/watering, bird baths sorted etc, and having walked into town for a meeting and catching an air-conditioned bus back. I'd like to go and sort the garage out but it's about 38 degrees in there. So, afternoon of painting, reading and B and B prep.

                              The reasonably cool kitchen/ temporary music/art studio

Free food, and adaptation

Many trees are struggling here this year with high temperatures and dry conditions but give a fig tree a shady wall to grow behind . . . and the results are incredible. Our neighbours ignore these gems but me, the starlings and blackbirds are delighted that they do. 

Just back from a dog walk and I've added to my mental fruit map a line of plum trees, pears and blackberries but I think the latter will not be very productive this year apart from the ones with their feet down into a source somewhere. 

Having lived here for a year and almost a half now I'm beginning to note what will grow and where, or rather what won't grow in places we assumed they would. So, next year, more hardy herbs such as rosemary, thyme, and sage. More apricot, peach trees, and olives; less apples! Rampent 'trumpet' vines, fruit vines, anything with greyish leaves, ornamental grasses - used to dislike these but they are sturdy as hell and will be featuring more in the top garden.

The 'bath' beds work very well, even in very sun-exposed spots, with their wooden box surrounds the heat stays out and water stays in. Someone donated us a super ugly white plastic one recently with odd raised areas but we'll make it work with some recycled bamboo cane or planks, and I'm on the lookout for more as chillies and, oddly, cucumbers seem to like the bath environment even in full sun.

Ok, off to water the strawberries, which I forgot last night.