Our morning trip to the market is delayed while Sophie retrieves lamb on a rope from the laurel hedge.
Bob waits ( almost ) patiently in the back of the car.
A trip to the butchers is a cause for nostril twitching excitement.
We would go to Betty's, the improbably named cheese monger, but it's busy. Sophie doesn't do 'busy' well.
Some clouds today but no rain. The bizarrely warm weather continues.
A couple take up residence in the flat above the town hall. It seems the mayor has decided that the village needs a resident 'odd job' man. In lieu of rent the husband will cut the grass verges and the wife will open the church on Tuesday and Thursday afternoons ( don't ask ) and take over the weeding of the graveyard.
Although Christmas is past the newcomers decorate their gutters and balcony with coloured lights. A lot of coloured lights. The sort that hang down and are supposed to look like icicles - except icicles usually aren't green or red and rarely flash on and off. When it gets dark it becomes apparent that they flash at a different tempo to The Old Farmers display but are just as 'artful'.
Angus wonders what it is about the village that attracts people with Christmas light issues. Perhaps it's something in the water ?
We have the feeling that with their arrival village life will become more 'interesting'.
This is a 'lively' audience : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5RIgeu-6Jcs