The PONs hear me come downstairs and open the kitchen door. Two seconds later they're out of their beds and making it clear they're ready to start a new day.
There's something about the PON stare that makes me laugh.
This morning is no exception.
Bob does a high speed tour of the garden with 'Lamb'.
Sophie quietly reflects on the meaning of life with a 'Lamb' stealing brother.
Here in The Rickety Old Farmhouse :
1) The water has been cut off twice. An unsupervised teenage tractor driver using a new plough severs the village water main. He does this in the morning and again in the late afternoon. This being France 24 bottles of drinking water are delivered by the water company to each inhabitant.
2) The repair team sent to mend the water main drive their truck into a telephone pole. This severs the internet connection .
3) The new septic tank system doesn't seem to like a) extreme heat or b) interrupted water supplies. It again trumpets its disapproval in the small hours of the morning.
4) The Old Farmer has been working on his venerable silver Mercedes. He informs me that Poland now requires all vehicles crossing its territory to have daytime running lights. He's paid 75 Euros for a kit . The kit includes strips of lights that go under each of his headlights and matching eighteen inch strips that go on the side of the front doors. This gives the vehicle something of the air of a mobile discotheque. Polish motorists will certainly be aware of his presence.
Two pieces of music from the Orkneys for a hot Thursday morning. The first ( a charming piece written by the man playing the pipes ) I'm betting will be a feature at christenings in the US and New Zealand within a year. Try as I might I cannot work out what tempo he's tapping out with his foot as he plays.
The second one is strangely out of time and place. The singer, his clothing, his hair and the sound have something of the innocence of the 1920's to them. It's sung with a wonderful and unmistakably Scots burr.