Thursday, December 19, 2013
When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be.
'The font' in London for a small thumb operation. The hospital friendly and efficient. The whole process a delight, or as much of a delight as a small thumb operation can be. Everything arranged within 24 hours. Reading the newspapers you'd think that Britain, or for that matter France, have become sour, complaining, places. The people and the reality quite different.
Bob and Sophie spend the day in the garden with Angus trimming the wisteria above the front door. They get up early and go to bed late. A bacon sandwich the highlight of their day. When 'the font' returns at midnight they're both in a deep sleep. Bob wakes briefly, barks twice and then settles down again. 'The font' comes in through the door on the upstairs terrace so as not to disturb them. Bob will be reunited with his pack at breakfast later this morning. An emotional reunion can be guaranteed.