A day more like summer than winter. By eight the sun is already warm. 'The Font' and Sophie head off for a power walk round the lake. Bob and Angus navigate past the builders marooned trailer and head down to the stream through the mud on the ox track. By the waterfall a family of Kingfishers dart in and out of the reed beds. Dog and owner stop and stare in happy amazement. Spring can't be far away.
Bob spends his morning, standing, guarding in the garden. I explain to him that having a soft toy clenched in his mouth might not send quite out the right signal. He's convinced he's the most ferocious guard dog in the world, which, when you think about it, is all that matters.
Sophie guards, in her own way, from the shade and safety of the front door. She is less keen on having half a dozen builders around than her brother
A quiet end of the week in deepest, deepest France profonde. The builders say they should be finished tomorrow. Or there again they might finish on Monday. What's an extra day in the scheme of things ?
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A walk with Bob and kingfishers by the waterfall. What better way to start the day?
Sophie is guarding the front door...can't you tell?
For you, I'm hoping the builders finish up soon, the stuck trailer is removed, and the new kitchen installed in a timely manner.
By the way how is the Very Old farmer doing?
I do prefer a quiet ending to a long week, as it appears you've had as well!
Only an extra day? That has to be an improvement.
Should we be taking bets on how long the builders will really take? Can't blame Sophie for not wanting them around - they didn't bring biscuits. That soft toy in Bob's mouth is just a ploy to convince everyone he's not the most ferocious guard dog in the world, when we all know he is!
What did the red trousered kitchen man say when you told him his measurements were all wrong? Did he flounce out in a hissy fit?
A quiet time is much needed.
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