There is a commotion outside on the village green. The mayor, resplendent in a pair of navy blue dungarees and his red tartan pork pie hat, is on top of a pair of step ladders fixing flags to the war memorial. His wife is 'helping' him. Her hearing aid is playing up again and she's shouting out at the top of her voice '' The shield's not straight ". He shouts back '' Yes it is ". This repartee goes on for some time. The shield remains at a jaunty angle.
After the mayor and his wife have gone I notice that a new sign has been attached to a wooden post at the back of the war memorial " Please do not sit on the steps ".
The Old Farmer still hasn't got his visa for Belarus. The trailer is packed and ready on the driveway outside his front door. Three wooden barrels of varying sizes are laid out on top of it. '' Cherry brandy " he says by way of explanation.
It's hot today. The pilgrims few and far between. Maybe half a dozen of them in total. Bob sits impatiently in the courtyard waiting for the sound of boots. When he hears them approaching he leaps onto his stump seat and lets out a most enormous WOOF. This is the cue for Sophie to do her diva routine. Such pilgrims as there are seem uninitimidated.
In the evening the Hungarian stonemasons cook sausages and sing. They then sit on the war memorial steps chatting away to distant loved ones on their mobile phones. The new sign clearly mean nothing to them.
Just one of those happy days with dogs when nothing happens. A fact that may be unexciting but is worth recording in its on right.
And here's a well known Scottish song sung with an American accent. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Qof-TY8tZQ
And for long suffering Britih dogs : http://www.bbc.co.uk/newsbeat/article/32622445/dogs-waiting-sadly-outside-polling-stations-could-be-election-day-memes