Saturday, September 20, 2014

Ordered outside.

We order an Opera and a Millefeuille from the fancy cake lady. The Opera turns out to be one of the very best I've ever had. Bob and Sophie get given slivers of choux pastry. This is enthusiastically received. Sophie wants to stay in the bakers rather than return home. She has to be ordered outside. Bob does what he's told. 

On our morning walk we pass the melon pickers. Or, to be more precise they pass us. They're standing on the back of a trailer being towed by an old orange tractor . Sophie scurries behind my legs. Bob takes up his big brother position and lets out a basso profundo bark. One of the melon pickers looks. The others ignore us.

It's been so dry the well has finally stopped working. In the afternoon Bob and Sophie dig up the lawns searching for moles. At five thirty the Very Old Farmer returns home in an ambulance. Madame Bay is there to greet him. 

The excitement of life in a village in deepest, deepest France profonde  as summer nears its end. 


  1. The best ever Opera. The Very Old Farmer is home. Madame Bay is a saint. This is indeed a good news week.

  2. Glad the Very Old Farmer is home. Hope you get some rain soon.

  3. So pleased to hear the very old farmer is back home. It's a good place to be.

  4. Welcome home to the Very Old Farmer. I think I might need the address of Mme Fancy Cakes.
    Good Boy Bob.

  5. I agree with Bouncing Bertie, a good way to end the week! I continue to send well wishes for the VOF!

    I've never had an "Opera" and will admit that when I kept seeing them in your photos, awhile back I looked up how they're made -- I would love to try one. But I've a feeling that here in the US, just as with the marcarons, it may also be a disappointment.

  6. Good news for the Very Old Farmer coming home. That's where the best healing takes place.

  7. I'll stay with Sophie in the cake shop if you like.
    Good to hear the Very Old Farmer is home.

  8. So happy to hear that the Very Old Farmer is out of hospital and back home. Bless Madame Bay, she really is a gem to greet him on his arrival.
    With the Opera and the Millefeuille safely put away, I think you need to take up some Prancercise to make sure your kilt will still fit
    I know I would not be able to resist all those lovely pastries that you post on this blog.