Monday, April 3, 2017
The post lady arrives at the front gate. '' You've got a parcel from America " she calls out with an equal measure of cheeriness and nosiness. A parcel from abroad a rarity in this deeply conservative part of France. A lady in Pebble Beach has sent Bob a bandana.
He smiles in a particularly goofy way when he's told he looks like John Wayne.
Sophie is too busy savaging Furry Fox to have a bandana put on her. A girl has her priorities.
Brother and sister are in fine form. Sophie's right leg seemed to be a bit stiff for the first three or four days after leaving the kennels but is now as good as new. The PONs 'help' as I prune the roses. 'Help' means tearing round the garden at high speed.
Bandana-ed Bob and unbanadana-ed Sophie come with me to the bakers . We choose a raspberry and coconut mousse cake. The PONs share a misshaped croissant.
Fresh lemons in the greengrocers. A sure sign that summer is fast approaching.
So starts our Monday morning .