Monday, March 16, 2015
The first of the year.
The heating is switched off. Almost immediately the skies cloud over and the temperature plummets. The heating is switched on again. This is a routine that happens every year. In Scotland the heating was never switched off.
Our first hedgehog moment of 2015. Bobs basso profundo '' woof '' moves up an octave. This may have something to do with the effect of sharp quills on a sensitive nose and paws. Sophie screams with delight. No chance of the villagers having a long lie in with the angelic duo around.
After the excitement of the hedgehog encounter both PONs sleep. Sophie snores like a trooper. Bob, the ever vigilant big brother, sleeps with one eye open.
At the local garden centre the new season collection of gnomes has arrived. The lady at the cash desk informs us " They're very popular. We sold two yesterday ".
The Old Farmer spends the whole day working on the venerable Ford Transit motor home. '' Off to Paris " he shouts out across the lane. The arrival in Paris of this 1968 classic and its string vest wearing owner a modern take on The Beverly Hillbillies ?
The sophisticated nature of life in deepest, deepest France profonde.