The fourth public holiday this month. May Day, Victory Day, Ascension Day and now Pentecost. The village, quiet at the best of times, is sepulchral. Or it would be had a cat not decided to saunter across the lawn at the very moment the PONs emerged for their morning constitutional. The cat sensibly disappeared over the wall. It took a further ten minutes of high volume activity before Bob and Sophie paused in their allotted task. Sophie is finally lifted, complaining, into the back of the car.
Despite it being a holiday one of the builders shows up to put in the stone window lintels. 'Furry Fox' has been hidden somewhere so secret that Bob has forgotten its whereabouts. Instead he tries to entice the builder into a game of 'throw the partially chewed laundry bag'. The builder has brought sandwiches wrapped in silver foil. He eats under the watchful eye of two Polish Lowland Sheepdogs.
Still no sign of the Very Old Farmer. The district nurses car is outside when we pass on our evening walk. We take this as a good sign. I'll try and catch her when she visits him later this morning .
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That is some major building work on the upstairs terrace - the old stove must have done a great deal of damage. We wonder how many times Bob has christened those beams!
Is this builder on a one workman drive to boost France's productivity?
Oh no, I was forgetting, here in the UK we keep being told that UK workers' productivity is lower than that in France.
Cheers!
Gail (off to work now)….
When French workmen show up they are wonderful. Almost as good as our builders in Oban. The difficulty is the random nature of their timekeeping. This morning there are nine of them standing outside.
Amazing what damage gravity and two and a bit tonnes of cast iron can do !
That is quite a top knot in the first photo!
Oh no, furry fox is missing! Ask Sophie?
Quelle horreur - has Sophie forgotten where she's hidden furry fox, too?
You are incredibly brave. During our construction project last fall, Edward and Apple remained inside. Lots of walks, but no tobacco scare.
xo
I am hoping the Very Old Farmer is just too tired to get up and nothing more. Do keep us posted...
I hope all is well as can be expected with the Very Old Farmer. Having worked with the elderly, I know that becoming housebound takes a terrible toll on their cognition and attitude. That connection with the outside world helps them maintain orientation and helps to keep depression at bay. Also lack of companionship can cause them to forget or chose not to eat.
Hope the news of him will be good.
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