The year is turning its pages more quickly now. The smell of autumn in the air. A jacket needed on the morning walk. Today, the little road that runs across the fields down to the valley shrouded in shadows. The advent of cool weather means the PONs get a full hour of egret chasing and hedge thrashing before it's time to get back in the car.
We head off to the local McDonalds. One place where you can be sure the coffee doesn't taste like liquid rust. Why are the Italians so uniformly good at making coffee and the French so bad ? 'Shiny Bacon' makes a reappearance on the 'American staples' menu. There was a time when Angus would have welcomed and been able to digest a bacon burger at eight in the morning. Sadly, only the first of those applies these days.
Sophie returns home looking as if she's been dragged through a hedge backwards - twice.
Bob is having a troublesome quiff day.
It's the time of the year when the local farmers show their 'country' skills and set up scarecrows on the village greens. One of those local traditions that is borderline creepy. Eagle eyed bloggers will see that the ankles of each of these new scarecrow arrivals has been 'de-threated' by a healthy sprinkling of Eau de Bob.
A PON boys work is never done.
And here, to prove you can find anything on the internet, is a review of a Shiny Bacon burger. Scores 6/20. Perhaps I didn't miss much after all. http://www.myburger.fr/chronique-1325-double-shiny-bacon-mcdonald-s-avis-test.html