Saturday, May 9, 2015
'The Font ' goes to London to see the thumb surgeon. This is of course the day the fitters arrive, unannounced, to finish off the upstairs kitchen. The breakfast counter is wired up for power and WiFi and the lights are installed.
It's only after the florid man in red trousers has gone that I notice there's a problem. All the lights have been hung on 2 metre cords. What no one has allowed for is the slope in The Rickety Old Farmhouse ceiling. It's 6 centimetres higher on one side than the other. As a result each of the the lights hangs 2 centimetres lower than its neighbour. An unimportant but irritating thing. Angus would like to think this is a design feature.
While Sophie naps Bob and Angus go to look at the newly tarmacked road that leads around the village and up to the chateau. There's a band of still wet tar on either side of the gravel that Bob finds irresistible. He also tries leap into the village pond in pursuit of the frogs who are sunbathing on the Water Lily leaves. He is put on his lead.