Thursday, July 10, 2014
When things go wrong, don't go with them.
Serious men in dark suits phone. Angus settles down in the office to talk to them. From time to time Sophie looks in to see what's going on, then heads out into the garden. After twenty minutes or so, Angus sees Sophie heading out of the door, a freshly laundered pillow case in her jaws.
The conversation is terminated as hastily as oriental politesse will allow. Three pillow cases have been transported into the courtyard. These have been chewed. How did Sophie find the linen cupboard ? Did I leave the door open ? The skill required to stand and pull down laundry from a shelf three feet off the ground is remarkable.
Bob has discovered the laundry basket. The rose garden littered with drool drenched socks. Bob has a look of deep contentment on his face. The PON's are banished to their pen. Sophie gives me her '' if your too busy to amuse us don't be surprised when we make our own entertainment ' look.
After lunch they dig. Bob digs in the courtyard. Sophie also digs and ends up looking less than adorable. I wash her paws. The water in the bowl turns the colour of 'London Stone' in the Farrow and Ball catalogue.
'The font' returns and wonders how the dogs can have become feral in the space of 30 hours. '' It's a skill " I reply.
The taps on the showers in the London flat turn from left to right. The French woman has turned them all right to left. This has broken all the mechanisms. Hence the lack of water. The dishwasher door has been opened while it's running. Hence the flood in the kitchen. The electrics in the dishwasher have fused. Russell the odd job man repairs all the shower mechanisms and replaces the dish washer. The French woman it seems is not very practical. Angus can think of other words for it.