Inside my semaine de garde, and at the very end of the Wednesday double feature day, where I keep both Max and Lise for the entire day once a month. Their multi-sport session in the morning allowed me to go for my first run of the year, almost one month without any sports activity… hasn’t happened in a long while I think. Pancakes crêpes for lunch, playtime for dessert, cycling to their second activity of the day (judo for one and drawing class for the other, giving me yet another a moment to get more things done) and overall a pretty fun, restful and efficient work-free day. Some handball watching with Max at night with the classic France vs Germany in the ongoing Handball World Championships, yet another Lichess Blitz defeat, and now time to let the day fade out with some music and blog tinkering. Good times.

Planetkris23 is here! The migration is finally completed, 1244 articles and 6195 images have been moved. Some final visual tweaks are still required, but besides it’s all here (or almost). Back to la grève générale, which means business as usual at Ciklet. Enjoy your day!

Friday 13, again. Not so in 2005: it was very early Thursday morning when I was about to start a very long drive from my hometown to Bordeaux, picking up a ride sharing passenger along the way. Eighteen years later I’m still in France, which might entitle me to call myself a grown-up Frenchy starting today.

I’m still at my cottage, one week into roof renovation. Much has happened, and much will still to have happen in order to get everything done by the weekend. Dad is rocking the roof, unstoppable and always ahead of schedule. The Prieto brothers, the local company I hired to replace my roof, is much fun and doing a serious job. I’m very happy with having them around, learning a lot about the trade and my house.

Meanwhile in Monkey Island Pantine, Max is staying at Mathilde’s place for the week, surely much fun with sister-in-crime Lise (not so much for Mama Mathilde, but she seems to be on top of things, as usual). Sunday I’ll probably be back from these intense remote and on-the-spot work days, with always-on dad and much delicious food from catering service Mama. Teamwork all the way, family business just like the Prieto Frères.

It’s 23, twenty twenty three. I’m back at the cottage, and the roof is on fire about to be replaced. Daddy is on his way from Germany with hundreds of square meters of insulation panels, and the next two weeks look very much like they’ll be spent on the top of the house. Ciklet is cycling as it should, although the climb will be long. We had our first major media coverage this week, just like the first sales of the year. Keep pedaling!

The year is coming to an end, twenty four hours or so and it’ll finally be history. Just like my old custom Planetkris including its content management system Redsys, of which I stopped counting the versions for a while now (the initial release was in 2004, and the last major change dates back to 2014). WordPress being the new home of ketchup my blog, I just need to fill it with all the colorful memories and a little funkier but still sober design. In the meanwhile I’ll keep writing to that new home some lines about what’s happening in rainy but cosy Normandy, where I’m staying with Max and more family in a funky 1970s Airbnb museum house. Close to the angry sea, right below rainy rain. An ideal setup to push that year over the edge of those beautiful limestone cliffs into that angry sea.