For Angus it's just another Tuesday morning .
For Bob it's a chance to celebrate the start of the best day ever.
Sophie is now 99% recovered. She's still drinking and sleeping a lot.
We head off en famille to the market. Enormous Gladioli 5 euros a bunch of ten.
Some fresh fusilli from the pasta man ( illegal tastes of burnt lasagna for the PONs )
On the way home a traffic jam. A farmer in an old Renault saloon has had two or three pre-breakfast beers and has headed off home down the wrong side of the road. He refuses to give way to the long line of traffic coming towards him. There is much beeping and swearing before he reverses into the flower bed in the middle of the roundabout. He gets out of his car and makes rude gestures to each of the cars that blocked his way. He does this for a full ten minutes. A passing British couple with a caravan look perplexed. They avert their eyes from this latin display of emotion.
The fact that Angus ( two dogs at his feet ) stops to watch this display - and is completely entertained by it - is another sign that he's turned into his father.
This is a trailer for the surprise movie hit of the year in China. A story of 11 Buddhist pilgrims who ( for a variety of reasons ) walk the 1200 miles from their village to a sacred mountain in Tibet. They wear thick yak skin aprons and have wooden boards tied to their hands. Every ten yards they raise their hands to the Buddha then fall to the ground and touch the earth with their foreheads. They repeat this process through sun and snow for the full 1200 miles. Serious men in dark suits tell me pilgrimages like this still happen in the far West but not in Beijing : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QY7UKhJ9NE0