Sophie's morning starts well but after charging round the garden the bad hair syndrome soon manifests itself.
Three centuries of French plumbing have gifted The Rickety Old Farmhouse with a 'reflux' problem.Once or twice a week, in the small hours, Angus wakes to an olfactory assault. Some assaults are pleasant. Many are interesting. All can be traced to the large eighteenth century drainage cistern under the house.
'The Font' finally suggests that the plumbing be attended to. The words ' don't prevaricate ' and 'modernize' are used. Monsieur Bozo and his team of morose lads are called, provide a somewhat vague quote, and in the lack of any alternative drainage specialists - are contracted.
Bob and Sophie find all of this activity intriguing. They carefully monitor the morose lads, who true to form , stand in the flower beds smoking. The next two weeks can only increase the PON duos excitement - algorithmically.
Monsieur Bozo surveys the site with the air of someone for whom cost is no object. ' Don't worry M'Ongoose. I think we'll be able to save some of the roses '. It's a Friday so he and his team are gone by lunchtime. Monday is a holiday. They expect to be hard at it on Tuesday. '' Shouldn't be here more than three weeks " he adds before disappearing.
White chalk markings have been drawn out on the small area of lawn behind the barn. This presumably is where the excavations will start.
What could possibly go wrong ?