Wednesday, March 8, 2017
So much for the unseasonably warm weather. We wake to solid rain and sixty mile an hour winds. The PONs are kept in the garden until there's a lull in the storm. The arrival of Aude, the bipolar decaratrice, signals it's time to head out.
Sophie is taken on a forty five minute cross country walk. No sign of pain or discomfort. What a relief after last weeks scare. Today she is in an 'up and at 'em' mood. The family princess maintains a rapid pace until she decides that she's had enough of the damp weather. Her return journey is interrupted by leisurely exploration of the deer and badger runs and the scuff marks where the wild boar have been digging up the grass verges.
A happily tired Sophie is loaded into the back of the car for a trip to the supermarket. There are two small supermarkets in the little market town. The smaller of the two has a new manager who seems determined to take it up market. Angus is surprised to see that they're stocking bottles of rose at an eye watering E29.30 a bottle.
On a neighbouring shelf a bottle of ' La Belle Sandrine ' . This, the label informs us, is an Armagnac and Passion Fruit mix. There is a solitary bottle left. This unusual fusion of tastes is clearly popular with the locals. 'La Belle Sandrine' is in its way a classic of the marketeers art - competitively priced, bright in colour, potent in content and enlivened by a gratuitous use of nudity. Perfectly pitched for the aging farmers of deepest, deepest France profonde.
Bob returns from his power walk round the lake with 'The Font' looking as if he's been blow dried.
No sign of the builders, electricians or joiners.