The builders are supposed to be working on the shutters. Late on Friday afternoon a group of morose lads deliver a mechanical digger. We return from our afternoon PON perambulation to find it parked on the lawn. Bob and Sophie closely examine the new arrival. Bob christens it. Sophie is disappointed it's not edible. We're not sure what the builders plans for the mechanical digger are.
Aude the bipolar decaratrice continues to fill in cracks in the walls. She arrives at seven thirty then leaves at ten. Loic the heavily bifocaled gardener blows leaves into piles. The PONs follow along behind unpiling them. What is it about playing in leaves that's so satisfying ?
A scare with Sophie who seems to have hurt her leg. She was just strolling through the garden when she let out three of those yelps ( the sort dog owners dread ) and fell down. A quiet night and she seems to be able to stand on her feet. We'll see if a trip to the hospital is required or whether this was just one of those 'diva' moments. Perhaps a caught nerve ?
Cats and dogs.