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SO7RRY, have gout water in keybouard.m.m.m.m.m.m.m

Edit: the keyboard seems to have dried out now thank goodness so I'll begin again:-

It was nice and cool and misty this morning, and it had obviously been rather damp overnight so I didn't need to go mad watering everything in sight before the current irrigation water deadline of 8am.

I texted my daughter to arrange to Skype this morning rather than this afternoon, which meant that we could combine our visit to the village house with dropping off loads of bbq rubbish at the tip and also calling at the post office to send a letter to my Dad, the post office only being open two hours per day, one in the morning and one in the evening.

The only other job for this morning was for me to telephone a restaurant down in the valley to book a table for our next group Menu del Dia date... I'd managed to put off doing it yesterday, but decided that I'd better not put it off again.

Telephone calls can be a bit of a nightmare, but everything was going fine and I'd specified the date, the number of people and the time. Then she asked me for 'el nombre'... This threw me completely as I thought she was asking for the number, and of course I'd no idea which number she was referring to as I thought I'd given her all the relevant ones. After a couple of minutes I realised that she was asking for my name, and so I gave it to her!

The problem was that I was speaking to her in Catalan:-
name = nom
number = nombre

But she was responding to me in Castillian:-
name = nombre

So I think I've booked the table ok...