A strange device appears in the little hardware store opposite the church. A pizza oven with wok attached ? The two chimneys presumably mean it's for outdoor use. Angus and the PONs inspect it. When asked what it is the woman behind the desk replies '' Don't ask me Love. I only work here part time ".
French use of English . This fitted kitchen might not sell so well in the UK.
At the wine shop the man with the stutter sees us passing and rushes out onto the pavement. '' M'Ongoose. I've taken delivery of something you must try ". So it is that Angus returns home with a bottle of Lebanese wine. '' Open it and decant it at least two hours before dinner. It has a certain robustness ". 'The Font' wonders why you would need to let it breathe. Robustness is an understatement.
Neither the hardware store nor the wine shop provide the PONs with treats. Sophie returns home looking disappointed but vaguely respectable. Thank heavens for the illicit half croissant at the cafe under the arcades.
By dinner time she looks like frightful. Something to do with digging in the garden ?
Bob goes with the flow.
Another quiet day with two lively sheepdogs in deepest, deepest France profonde.
This is an interesting take on dogs memories : http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2015/02/150226-dogs-memories-animals-chimpanzees-science-mind-psychology/