Yes, there’s been a long period of silence here at Radio Free Daglan, with my last entry (“Shutting down a French village”) posted way back on January 20. One loyal reader in England even sent an email to ask: “Has the aerial been hit by lightning? I’m missing the transmissions…”
I can only say: “Sorry about that, but there were two reasons for the inactivity.”
First was a burst of actual (that is, paying) work, with some challenging deadlines for a series of corporate reports. And second was this:
Yes, we’ve been on the beach in my old stomping grounds, the west coast of Florida — Bradenton and the island of Anna Maria, where we rented a couple of very nice beach houses. (I was a Florida boy from age 8 through high school.) In the first house, we spent a week with good friends, and in the second home we lived with son Michael and daughter Anne, and their partners Vanessa and James. It was a great reunion of friends and family, with lots of celebration of important birthdays — including the 90th birthday of my amazingly young mother, Betty.
If the upside was fun, friendship and good feelings, the downside was that I managed to get very little exercise while packing in a large amount of food, resulting in a surprisingly big gain in my weight. So now it’s Boot Camp — a rigorous program of (occasional) exercise, and a return to the sensible eating habits that we’ve generally maintained since moving to France.
The key? Normal breakfasts, followed by the day’s major meal at lunchtime, with a very small dinner. To kick off this new regime properly, we had lunch today at Daglan’s own Le Petit Paris, and restricted ourselves to the two-course lunch — a main course, followed by dessert.
So we’re well and truly back in the Greater Daglan Area. Stay tuned, because tomorrow I’ll report on today’s lunch.