On the way back from the airport 'The Font' recaps the days highlights at The Rickety Old Farmhouse.
1) Lunchtime. The builders 'lads' set out a small mountain of baguettes, pate and cheese on a table in the garden. Little do they know it's not just any table - it's the PON table. Their meal is interrupted by the arrival of two Polish Lowland Sheepdogs quite literally landing in their midst. Plates, cups, pate, cheese go flying.
' The Font ' makes the morose lads lunch. They eat on the terrace. Quiche, salad and a large bowl of chips. Tarte Tatin to follow. Afterwards they all troop inside and politely say thank you. Even the most tongue tied French adolescent becomes lucid where food is concerned. Bob and Sophie are forgiven.
The effect of pate and cheese on the angelic duo's digestive system has yet to make itself fully known.
2) The plasterers use buckets and sponges to wipe down the walls. At lunchtime they leave the buckets on the floor outside the kitchen door. This is just the right height for Sophie who removes the sponges and trots off to the barn with them. She is found proudly guarding a stash of three sponges. One has been half eaten. She is not given the opportunity to increase her collection.
3) A man from the builders merchant comes into the house to deliver a part. He doesn't ring the bell. He also whistles.The PONs go into defensive mode. Visitors are generally welcome. Unannounced whistling visitors are not. 'The Font ' finds the man from the builders merchants standing on a hall chair, two sheepdogs in full voice, circling him. He is rescued.
Some rug surfing, a quick game of touch rugby, a sliver of steak and then brother and sister are in bed and asleep. A hectic day. Can it get any better ?
16 comments:
We guess it's the PON's that have been the nightmare and not, for once, the builders lads, the plasterers or Red Trousers! Don't think that the cheese or paté will have that much effect on the PON's digestive system, or the sponge on Sophie's. The thought of the man from the builder's merchant standing on the chair, gave us a good laugh to start the day.
The kitchen is looking good.
I'm thinking The Font's lunches are a weapon that could be deployed more often in the battle to inspire reliability and productivity in the French workforce.
Red letter day for the PONs. Bet they're hoping for more (especially cheese and pate)
Sounds a perfect day, food, water from buckets, sponges, a chance to terrorise the unsuspecting visitor and, best of all, the packs all together again!
All I can say is "serves his ass right" for entering a home without ringing the bell.
He is found standing on a high chair with Bob and Sophie circling him....I am laughing out soooo LOUD at this scenario I can't stop.
I am also imagining a wagon train being circled by the Apaches when crossing their territory in the old western movies...I can't control myself this morning.
Good dogs Bob and Sophie!!
What a dingbat to enter your house without knocking! Guess the man learned his lesson via the PON security detail. The lads might wish the Font made the lunch meals every day.
Wonder how the digestive system is doing post-sponge intake?
given the date on this post (APRIL 1) - is this detailed account of the Dynamic Duo's shenanigans true……….or possibly a hoax! Surely they could not have done ALL of this in one day. Or could they………? ANGUS - was this your own version of "Poisson d'Avril?" I think perhaps.
Priceless!
This could have been an April Fool, but somehow I don't think so - sounds like a normal day at the ROF, with the usual cast of characters to liven things up!
I was thinking Sophie might be guarding the sponges like they were her babies. However, the half eaten one has thrown me off,
If only it were an April Fool story ......
Life with two very healthy and lively PON's is always more surreal that a Poisson d'Avril !
Never enter a house with sheepdogs without getting their approval first .
Coping.
I LOVE your PONs!!
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