Thursday, November 13, 2014
In the field by the stream a herd of protective mothers and their very young calves. The turkeys have escaped from the farmyard and are congregating noisily in and around the flower bed by the petanque courts . The farmers wife is trying to shoo them back down the hill. She briefly pauses in her Sisyphean task to ask if there's any particular bird we'd like for Christmas. This is rather too sobering a question for this time in the morning so I answer '' any will do just fine ". Bob and Sophie consider the turkey flock to be the most exciting thing to have happened to them since Bob discovered a fish in a bucket. They are 'encouraged' homeward.
Off to London for a few days while 'the font' has a thumb operation. Angus is going along as bag carrier and door opener. Bob and Sophie are heading off to the kennels. Bob willingly, Sophie less so.