Midnight. Every owl in Europe is perched in the trees outside the Rickety Old Farmhouse. Whoever thinks owls go tiwitawoo are deeply mistaken. French owls make a screeching noise like a busy day at the wrecking yard. Angus gets up and wanders through to the snug to watch television. The Real Housewives of Atlanta. Impenetrable in English, even more so when dubbed into French. After twenty minutes of this sleep comes easily.
Six thirty am. It goes without saying that the PONs have slept well, are fully rested and are keen to get their day started.
Off to the red trousered kitchen designer. ''Try to look as though you're interested" and " don't growl when he shows you the estimate " says 'The Font'. Thankfully there has been an argument in the workshop and the kitchen designer hasn't prepared our quote. The good news - we leave early. The bad news - we have to go again on Friday. '' It will all be settled then " says the kitchen designer, grandly .
Bob and his master discuss their respective days. Bob gives Angus a look of deep sympathy. Either that or he's just having a squiffy moment.