Saturday, November 19, 2016
Bonnet de Giraumon.
We're early. The greengrocers plunged into Stygian gloom. The staff are still putting the lights on when we arrive. At this time of the morning the only customers dog owners, pensioners and a couple of sleep deprived young mothers suffering 'teething' for the first time .
Bob and Angus stop to examine Bonnet de Giraumon pumpkins.
The 2016 Beaujolais Nouveau has arrived. What a clever marketing construct to turn convention on its head and make very young wine desirable.
Sophie is harnessed up and ready for breakfast. What a wonder this double handed harness is. Sophie considers being strapped into it a delight. A rice cake serves as an early morning inducement to good behaviour.
After breakfast of kibbles, rice, yogurt and cheese the PONs assemble in the garden. Bob chases invisible things. Sophie lies in the leaves and sings.
So starts a quiet Saturday in deepest, deepest France profonde. Only a few more days and Sophie will be heading off to have her second leg seen to. She will be so happy when this is over - a feeling shared in large part by her owners.
The Old Farmer spends all day having his boiler repaired. The engineers arrive at nine and leave at five. They disappear for two and a half hours at lunchtime. The black smoke issue seems to have been resolved. 'The Font' thinks its prudent that our regular engineer is coming next week. While the engineers work in the boiler room The Old Farmer starts stringing up Christmas lights around his gutters.