Saturday, March 15, 2014
He that gets, forgets, but he that wants, thinks on.
Outside the cafe under the arcades the unusual sight of three ladies from the Women's Cooperative unloading a cement mixer from the back of a trailer. They have won a contract to re-render the plaster on the arcades columns. The three of them are wearing matching black berets, red bandanas and rather sombre grey acrylic overalls. Angus toys with the idea of offering to help but settles for a cheerful '' Bonjour ". He receives a grunt in reply. By the time Bob and Sophie have finished their 'illicit' half croissant the overall wearing trio are having a break and smoking their first non tobacco based ' roll your own ' of the day.
Seven in the evening. The asthmatic whonk-whonk of a car horn alerts us to the arrival of Madame Bay and her long suffering husband. They, and the members of the Retired Gendarmes Club, have been at the teaching hospital in Agen for their annual medical. A full day of scans, x-rays and blood tests paid for by a grateful government. Lunch, dental check and eye test included. The doctor has told Madame Bay that she should cut down on the four glasses of wine a day that she has admitted to drinking. '' Thank God I didn't give him the real number ! '' she says with a girlish laugh.
Bob and Sophie look on in amazement.