With Sophie's leg improving brother and sister are once again allowed to gently savage each other.
Sophie takes this in her stride.
Bob is overjoyed as in O-V-E-R-J-O-Y-E-D.
For the PONs an afternoon spent lazing in the sunshine. An absent minded cat wanders into the garden and is chased up a tree by Bob. The family fellow sits looking upwards for all of twenty minutes. Problem is he's staring up the wrong tree. The feline intruder is elsewhere. I don't have the heart to tell him.
French school holidays started on Friday. The horrid eight year old tike and his equally horrid ten year old big brother do wheelies on their bikes along the lane. They holler while doing so. When they get bored with wheelies they move on to sword fighting using fallen branches as swords. There is nothing like the click-clack-click-clack of two pre-teens re-enacting scenes from 'King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table' to get dogs annoyed. Sophie is keen to leap up at the gate to see what's going on. To curb her enthusiasm she is confined to a cage. Having come this far there's no point in taking risks with her leg. Bob stands on his stump seat and barks - droolingly .
This morning we shall drive down to the garden centre for a Christmas tree. Angus has to learn how to put the back seat down in the big car so we can load it up. It goes without saying that all the good trees will have gone and we will be left with something 'characterful'. Later today the tree will be decorated. '' Have you found the lights ? " asks 'The Font' unhelpfully.
As always the back page of The Economist carries an obituary. This was interesting , then I read the last paragraph. http://www.economist.com/news/obituary/21712072-worlds-leading-romani-musician-died-december-11th-aged-73-obituary-esma-redzepova