Thursday, April 2, 2015
The Easter Egg.
The fancy chocolatier phones to say that the Easter Egg we'd ordered is ready. He's decorated it with 'local fruits'. When bananas became local fruits is a subject best not dwelt on. The egg is somewhat larger than imagined.
His wife wraps the enormous egg in acres of cellophane. While waiting Angus is invited to go into the 'cafe' behind the shop for a cup of coffee. The 'cafe' is like a stage set from a Hammer House of Horrors movie. Pink walls, a brass chandelier, a female torso wearing nothing other than a woolen cap, orange faux leather banquettes and a sideboard covered in dolls in crinolines. Scary.
After his run in with the builders merchants Bob is convinced he's the most fearsome dog on the planet. We don't like to tell him that a dog who's scared of the plumbers broom isn't really that fearsome.
Just the kitchen fitters today. The oven is in. The ceiling lights should follow by lunchtime. The angelic duo are hoping that someone will set out lunch on the wooden garden table.