Thursday, September 11, 2014
Can a dog look happy ?
Can a dog look happy ? You tell me. Bob is waiting outside the bedroom door. His tail goes whack,whack,whack on the floor. The PON '' Is it time for a walk ? " look. Sophie tries to catch a few more moments of beauty sleep.
Bob's day gets better. After the illicit half croissant and chat with the beer and absinthe crowd at the cafe under the arcades he heads off to the fancy bakers. His sister bounces along behind. The bakers wife, who has recently had a baby, has that slightly bad tempered air of someone who's been awake all night dealing with gripe. Despite her grumpiness Bob and Sophie are given some tiny slivers of choux pastry. Bob's tail does its metronome routine.
The cheese lady has some freshly delivered Livarot . She patiently explains to me how the Normandy farmers bind the cheese with strands of marsh grass. Bobs day hit its high spot when he gets given a sliver of rind. Sophie also gets a piece and lets out a high pitched noise that says she doesn't know how else to express her joy.
Over dinner American man asks why our neighbour has an flashing star on a twenty foot pole attached to the roof of his house. '' It's a French thing " I reply .