Sunday, February 5, 2017
A wet and windy day. 'The Font' and Bob head off to the bakers. A car, speeding, takes a bend on the wrong side of the road and skids into the 'Loonj'. The aggressive young driver one of those men who denies responsibility and believes he can bully the other driver. He is mistaken. 'The Font' refuses to move until the aggressive driver signs an accident form. After a lengthy and acrimonious exchange he agrees. He then disappears. What's the betting he isn't insured and that the details are false ?
'The Font' returns home, describes what has happened and has a cup of tea. Bob, who has observed everything from the back of the car, is taken for a long, long walk. Neither driver nor four legged passenger are any the worse for wear. The damage confined to the headlights , the bonnet and the front bumper. Having an accident in your own country is bad enough. Having one in someone else's is worse.
Angus is simply grateful that all his flock are safe. Grateful is such an important, but little used, word.
Sophie continues with her schedule of ever increasing walks. Today she bounces down the lane.
Sunday morning in deepest, deepest France profonde.
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