Tuesday, June 21, 2016
First light. I emerge from the bedroom to find a welcoming committee waiting. They are wearing their '' What's been keeping you ? " faces. Tails 'whump' against the floor. A morning sound.
Sophie has had one of those hair flattening nights .
The early sun strikes the window boxes.
Potatoes from Brittany have arrived in the greengrocers.
So have the first of the flat peaches.
Some carrots are bought for Bob and Sophie . Since we've given up wheat based treats their 'itchy ear' allergies have almost disappeared.
Yesterday, the Speaker of the House of Commons opened the session, speaking without using notes. What could have been a maudlin affair was instead suffused from the outset with purpose. This two minute long clip is posted , not out of sadness, but as an example of how dignified language can combat even the deepest darkness.