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It has some rice in it.

I need to have a go at making some Mulligatawny soup at some point.

Sounds like it needs a bit more ventilation in there, Clive. The only house that I didn't get condensation in was the first house I bought when I moved to Cambridgeshire, but that was only because I got double-glazing with Pilkington K-glass put in. At the time it was pretty expensive, but I think that it worked pretty well. Our last house in the UK was really bad for condensation, even though it was cavity wall insulated and uPVC double-glazed. We couldn’t use the built-in wardrobe in our bedroom, as all the clothes went moldy in there!

A bit of chill out from down under!

Not enough rock/Prog here recently!

Lol. No, it's just my crappy Chinese phone doing its own thing, Bob!

Yes, the skies were pretty nice. It wasn't foggy, so I think that you're right, the lens on the phone was a bit grubby. Either that, or the phone camera optics don't like the vibration from the phone mount on the bars.

Cheers, Pete.

Bollocks to all this politics, you can look at my motorcycle instead! Had a little bimble over to Trebes, which is in the foothills of the Corbieres. It was slightly chilly when I set off, but it warmed up a bit on the way back. I didn't actually go into Trebes castle, I'm saving that for a visit with Mandy, and to do a bit of a walk in the gorge there too. The roads were pretty quiet once I'd got past Narbonne, so it was a nice ride.

Volume 22?

Not too much difference though, Pete. A word of warning for the Dali museum and his house......pre-book tickets, because they sell out! But I thought that they were definitely worth the visit. And, via the motorway, Figueres is less than 1hr30 from our place.

We had a couple of nice days in Spain and didn't see 1 dago midget. I reckon that Pete is hording them! We visited a Fort and the Salvador Dali museum in Figueres. Then got a train to Barcelona the following day. Then visited Salvador Dali's House and a lighthouse nearby and then took the scenic coast road back to home, passing through the abandoned border post between Spain and France.

I prefer my troushersh to be shilk, not shatin!