Bob fixes me with his 'what are we going to do today ? ' face.
Sophie emerges a little later to let me know that the yogurt pots ( hers and her brothers ) have not refilled themselves. I get a ' What are you going to do about it ? ' look.
Such different personalities.
After checking the garden for intruders ....
..... the PONs settle down. This period of calm lasts until it's time for their morning walk. Pandemonium ensues. Bob and Sophie view the morning walk as an occasion to run through their repertoire of peculiar noises.
Down in the valley a farmer is spraying his crop. So much for the belief that this as a 'bio' farming area.
By the time we return from the supermarket the Grande Dame has surfaced. She has already spoken to the mayor , who has stopped by to bid her welcome. Culture is treated very seriously in France. She is now having a conversation with the Algerian courier. She seems oblivious to the deafening Arab house music ( with the bass turned up ) emanating from the cab of his white van. The courier driver is stunned into silence by being greeted with an enthusiastic ' Un colis. Magnifique. Magnifique. Vraiment magnifique '. He spins his wheels in a hurry to escape.
A PON owner must have written this. Rather more accurate than 'they make ideal pets for apartment owners' analysis
This Trump article by Peggy Noonan in todays Journal makes interesting reading : http://www.wsj.com/articles/simple-patriotism-trumps-ideology-1461886199