Almost cold enough for frost. The winter sun throwing off just a hint of welcome warmth. Thankfully, the PON duo stick to sniffing along the verges and hedgerows and don't go charging off across the muddy fields.
When we get home Sophie still looks vaguely like a PON rather than a mud monster. This small victory over the gelatinous elements is recorded for posterity. Sophie,being a diva, poses for the camera. Bob heads off to the kitchen.
An evening talk in the Salle des Fetes by a man from the departmental historical society. Halfway through this clip from the archives is shown. A young French resistance fighter on his way to the gallows. The defiant young hero sticks his tongue out at the Nazi newsreel photographer. Thank God for those souls who won't be defeated. https://vid.me/bBf .