Saturday, October 24, 2015
Halloween costumes suddenly appear in the supermarket.
A new bottle of rose on the wine shelves. A retro 1940's style - ' Ginger. Tasty and Spicy'. Angus chuckles aloud at the glorious tastelessness. The few shoppers out and about at this early hour glance at him nervously.
For the PONs a day for dozing at the front door. Bob, made drowsy by the autumn sun adopts his '' I wasn't really asleep. I was merely closing my eyes " persona.
Two, unseasonably late, Belgian pilgrims wander along the lane. The click-clack of walking sticks on the tarmac alerts the PONs to their presence. Bob clambers onto his stump seat - Furry Fox in mouth. Sophie stands on her hind legs. The Belgian pilgrims don't seem to realize they're being observed by two ferocious beasts. They smile and wave.