The Square in the little market town is still set up for tourists. Why all the tables and umbrellas are put out when the visitors and second home owners have headed back to Paris remains a mystery. It will stay like this for another two weeks.
Bob, Sophie and their master watch a middle aged man buy a coffee and walk with it to one of the deck chairs in the middle of the Square. Settling in deck chairs can be a tricky experience at the best of times. Doubly so with a cup of coffee in one hand. The man suddenly slumps down into the deck chair. So does his coffee.
The PONs continue to radiate happiness. They have their fringes trimmed. Experience has taught us that PONs that can see what's coming towards them are friendly PONs. Sophie, we think, is slightly cross eyed.
In the afternoon Angus finishes off an interesting little book by a man who worked as a speechwriter for the former governor of South Carolina. A gentlemanly hatchet job. One of those books that's really a long essay. To say it's been padded out to make it book length is perhaps a tad too unkind. Entertaining and at times amusing. The authors name alone worth the price of entry.