Loic, the bifocaled gardener, blows leaves into piles. The PONs follow on behind. Loic seems oblivious to the chaos they're creating.
Sophie is of the view that a girl should be able to lie in the sun and relax after a bout of strenuous leaf rearranging.
However, in the real world there's the constant danger of being savaged by an oaf of a brother.
There again, what's the point of worrying about the inevitable ?