Sunday, July 7, 2013
Everyone is the age of their heart.
The gravel area in front of the house now designated as Sophie's zone. With her big brother safely penned in the orchard she can sit and soak up the early morning sun without boisterous interruption. An excellent area to dig holes and carefully hide Bob's toys. She uses her nose to push the gravel back into place. The area in front of the house has now developed a pitted, crater like appearance. Her very own lunar landscape.
Late Friday. A 'direct' conversation with the owner of the solar powered swimming pool cover manufacturers. It ends with Angus complimenting the man on taking rudeness and inefficiency to entirely new levels. To every one's surprise the conversation must have done some good. A repair van arrives , unannounced, on Saturday morning. An unsmiling gentleman sporting a large ' Pirates of the Caribbean ' style earring gets out, grumbles, grumbles some more, makes a phone call , then glumly announces , '' Your motors gone " . The unsmiling gentleman is prevailed upon to take the burnt out motor away for repair. Progress ?