Thursday, April 3, 2014
Good humour makes all things tolerable.
In the morning we turn of the central heating. In the afternoon an unexpected storm comes thundering in from the Bay of Biscay. The temperatures plummet. The heating is turned back on.
Sophie finds a baseball cap. She eats it. She shares her joy by scattering shredded portions of it around the house.
The hyperactive mole is cornered. Unsure of what to do next the PON duo look at it. Sophie howls, Bob yelps. The mole sensibly freezes. Alerted by the din, Angus rescues the little creature which is carried down to the side of the stream. It scurries into the undergrowth at high speed.
A delivery man shows up. '' I've got a dozen tractor tyres here. Are they for you ? ". I assure him they're not. '' Are you sure ? ''. I again assure him that they're not. He looks disappointed. After ten minutes of fevered searching he finds 'the fonts' asafoetida and fresh curry leaves from London. '' I must get a better system " he says cheerily.
Bob and Sophie have chicken curry with their kibbles. Bob gives us his 'life just keeps getting better and better' look.