(Slowly) getting to grips....

 

Tuesday, 19^th.

Awake at about 06.00 Canadian – which is 11.00 UK.  Pretty good really.

Still no luck with the internet, and I am continuing to be confused by the messages on EE on my phone.  And we had previously refused a strange payment on our Canadian Credit cards (Insurance - Toronto) seen from the UK which was declared a fraud by the Bank and my card frozen.  So I have no Canadian Credit Card and we have now opened letters saying that our car insurance will be suspended if we don’t pay it – and later thanking us that we have.  Oh dear; the perils of international living.  How does Ali’s brother Chris manage at all?

So now either the bank – which has already refunded us – is trying to chase the insurance and our car is not covered, or, well, something.  Too much complication.

Step 1.  To the Internet provider in the village to get signed back on again and to put the next payment on Ali’s card.

 

Step 2.  To the restaurant in Labelle for lunch to meet up with Peter and Greg (the girl) after too long!  Poutine and burgers for lunch (and a salad, of course) and a very good alcohol free IPA very cleverly named “Hors Sentier” – “Off the trail”,  coll., “Off Piste”

The nervous tension – we came home to working internet, established that my EE account still says that we have roaming included, checked that the car is in fact recorded as insured and agreed an approach to the insurer tomorrow because it was already after 6.00 – the nervous tension is  silly.

Gazpacho and sweet corn for supper.  Oblivion.

Wednesday 20^th

Up very determined at some sensible hour and then slow progress on the bathroom wall where 6 tiles have fallen off. 

I have spares but they are pre-used and so have old cement on them which needs removing.  

Hard work and I need more glasspaper and adhesive and some comestibles from the village.

At some point we rang the insurer – we are insured, and the bank has not yet clawed back the money.  There had in fact been an email to me, but it was during the pacemaker time, and I just didn’t act on it.  Very pleasant they were too.  We therefor owe the bank that money – since we have already had the refund – and shall deal with that the next time we’re in Tremblant.

Some new keys cut – we have left the big bunch at home in the UK – and my replacement card has arrived.

Poulet bonne femme for supper.  10 corn cobs for $3.00 in the store.  Ridiculous.  (Ah!  I'd better chechwhere they come from.....)

 

 

But some things remain blissfully the same – a Doe in the front garden.