To avoid a repetition of yesterdays 'excitement' we head away from the village pond down into the valley. Forty minutes of mayhem amongst the haystacks. Bob chases egrets, Sophie busies herself looking for desiccated voles.
The duo retain just enough energy to whimper loudly when tied to the lamp post outside the bakers. The bakers wife brings out a handful of flaky pastry. Bobs tail goes into metronome mode.
As we walk back to the car we hear this wafting through the open door of the old Abbey. Why do snatches of unexpected music make you smile ? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WzX42Z0McFU&list=RDy6gWg-VJ_Lw
In the afternoon swarms of pilgrims saunter through the village enjoying the sunshine. Schools start on Tuesday so this really is the end of summer . Bob dutifully barks at them.
Unintimidated, the end of season pilgrims laugh and wave.