At the cafe under the arcades it would seem that business is less than brisk. Not a soul to be seen. We hurry past en route to the bakers where the angelic duo are given some tiny pieces of meringue. Bob has one of his 'moments'. He moves in circles while simulataneously showing his overbite and doing his soft shoe shuffle routine. The classic symptoms of PON joy overload.
At the hottest part of the day the red trousered kitchen designer arrives, unannounced. Angus wonders what the French use mobile phones for. Clearly not for setting up meetings. '' I've found the perfect stools for the kitchen. They're made by a little workshop in Rouen ". ' Wonderful ' says Angus in what he hopes is a voice that denotes interest.
As the sun sets Bob and Sophie mount guard over The Rickety Old Farmhouse. It soon becomes apparent to Sophie that there is little to guard against . Bob is not so easily dissuaded. He sits on his stump seat until it's dark. A big brothers work is never finished.
A hot summers day in deepest , deepest France profonde.