Reflections is the park

I made bread first thing, knowing that I would be busier later on. I sketched out a drawing ready for the art session next week and had a quick walk up to the top of the village and around to the park. I met George, the Romanian guy I had found to help with David and Lesley's removal. The lorry had arrived with an overheating problem so, as well as helping to load it with the team we had assembled, I had to try to find a garage that would look at it. The main Iveco dealership was useless and said they would only examine it next week despite me explaining that the driver has to return immediately to the UK. Eventually the nice mechanic at the local garage agreed to take a look and said that, if driven careful, the lorry should make it back. The supplementary cooling fan that might be faulty would have to be replaced by the dealership.  After that George came back to our house to assess our courtyard that needs tons of gravel laying but the access is difficult as only a narrow vehicle can get into the yard.  However, George is as strong as an ox so he thinks he can manage.