Monday, November 10, 2014

The free thinker.




The Old Farmer sets off for a regimental reunion in Arles. '' Average age 83. We're getting on a bit now " he cheerily informs us. He is dressed in his ancient combatants outfit of blue blazer and grey trousers. The check shirt , open toed sandals and fur hat with ear flaps that complete his ensemble mark him out as a free thinker. 

On our morning walk the PON's are surprised to find an orange tractor parked by the Very Old Farmers vineyard. Bob methodically christens each of its tyres . The tyres are rechristened when we pass by again on our way home. Bob returns with a look of quiet satisfaction on his face. A surefire way of de-threating any situation. 

The cheese lady is away. No worries. Her son gives each of the PONs a sliver of Salers. This is gratefully received. Bob is in no rush to leave . He is once again 'encouraged' out of the shop. Sophie's lustrous nose continues to amaze.

A typical start to the week in deepest, deepest France profonde.

8 comments:

  1. Well done Bob for neutralising the orange tractor threat. That sliver of Salers was well deserved.

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  2. That's the way to start a week.....no stress.

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  3. Cheese are always a good way to start da week.

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  4. Merlin would regard that shop as paradise on earth. I would require a large crow-bar.

    Sophie's nose is splendid indeed.

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  5. Job well done Bob !
    Phew, that was a relief, the cheeselady's son being as generous as his Mum

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  6. An excellent start to the week, for which I thank the humans of the ROF as well as the PONs. Life has been rather fraught the last few weeks, but being able to spend a few minutes in the calm of France profonde each day has made a huge difference.

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  7. Every tire must be christened.
    It's the rule.

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