Getting into the back of the car is a relatively smooth and orderly process. Bob gets up first and sits on 'his' side of the car. Sophie gets up next and does several 360 degree turns before settling down satisfied that all is in order.
We drive down to the valley and park so that the angelic duo can go for a paddle in the stream and a run through the sunflowers.
Off to the market for flowers for the dining table. In Scotland the flowers are scentless things grown in some Dutch or Kenyan greenhouse and air freighted to purchasers in the frigid north. Here they're the product of someones back garden and sold, bugs and all, for 3 euros a bunch.
PONs and master stop for a cup of coffee and a bowl of water at a small cafe. We've never been there before but the waitress greets us like long lost friends. To be more precise she treats Bob and Sophie like long lost friends and takes Angus's coffee order in silence. The chef brings out biscuits. Sophie drops the 'diva' persona and replaces it with her 'orphan that's never been fed ' act.
Without the Financial Times Angus would not be au courant with fashion trends. If you thought romper suits were for two year olds - think again. The accompanying video is clearly aimed at a younger less conservative audience. Even more amazing is that the '' Splatter Print Cotton " has already sold out .