Tuesday, July 25, 2017
Tuesday morning moments.
Sophie is in an affectionate mood. Having found and digested something pungent she is intent on giving Angus a kiss. This is declined.
Bob is worried that I've forgotten the car keys.
Finally, the PONs are loaded into the back of the 'Loonj'. Bob gets in first and sits on the wrong side. This causes a diva moment. '' You oaf ! That's my place " . Bob gets out. Sophie gets in. Bob follows. The universe is back in balance. Silence, or near silence, reigns.
The church clock has gone wrong again. It is stuck at five to four. The mayor thinks the pigeons have built a nest on the ( supposedly pigeon proof ) mechanism. From time to time it emits a frustrated half clunk, half boing.
On our way to the market a 'cardiac' moment. Two pint sized dogs object to Bob and Sophie walking by.
The butcher is displaying a calf head. This is somewhat off putting. Angus wonders who would buy it. Sophie is intrigued.
Two portions of Flan de Grand Mere aux oeufs frais for lunch. The PONs get a little baguette crust.
Today is going to be the best day ever.