Friday, August 19, 2016
The call of God.
Bob and 'The Font' head off for a power walk round the lake. This leaves Sophie alone with Angus.
Sophie shows her enthusiasm for the new day by making a variety of modulating whines and whistles. Impatience takes many forms - few as evident as a PON diva waiting for her morning promenade.
Sophie is not an energetic walker. Today she is in a particularly determined stop and sniff the flowers mood. We stand and watch the donkeys.
Then we stand and watch the cows before moving onto the next field and carefully studying the horses. As we saunter back to The Rickety Old Farmhouse we find 1) a part of a blackbirds wing 2) some badger poo and 3) a chocolate wrapper thrown out of a car by a passing motorist.
Passing the open church door I spot a new sign. '' It's possible that you come into the church seeking the call of God. However, it's unlikely he'll contact you by phone. Thank you for turning off your mobile ".
In the afternoon the special needs school have a 'Singathon' on the village green. I'm always surprised by the patient kindness and attentiveness of the ( mostly ) young staff. Today is no exception. The afternoon drifts gently away to the sound of this French classic . The oooh laaa laaa is particularly popular.
We enjoy it the first three times its played. Rather less the fourth and fifth.