The tree surgeon is due at eight. He shows up at ten past nine. He's supposed to be on holiday but two weeks at home with three little ones is a good reason to get out of the house.
Loic the heavily bifocaled gardener also shows up. He's due to go on holiday tomorrow with the other residents in his sheltered housing. Loic is never glum but today he is. It seems that his mother drank a large glass of iced water in Wednesdays extreme heat, had a 'turn' , fell over and bruised her ribs. He had to tell me this story three times before I understood what he was saying. I've never heard of anyone keeling over after drinking iced water in the heat. Loic doesn't want to leave her alone. The doctor barely acknowledges his presence. Time for a phone call to Monsieur Bay who, as an ex-gendarme, can determine the situation and can call on his local 'contacts' to make things happen. If we have anything to do with it Loic will get to see the sea.
The mayor stops by to discuss what the village should do to commemorate the centenary of the end of the Great War in November next year. He admires a group of black stemmed ruby rose bushes planted by the terrace. '' A rose garden would be a wonderful idea " he says breezily. I tell him about Loic. He promises to call the local doctor and see what he can do about arranging a home help for Loics mother.
Bob and Sophie have had a wonderful day greeting visitors. Life in a French village is never dull.
As French as it gets ? : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VGvq9zbPGkk
I love the way the Angus Machine swings into action on behalf of those around the ROF. And why do I have a suspicion that we will soon see The Font planting rosebushes near the village green?
Piaf truly was a tiny little sparrow, wasn't she.
You might be right in assuming a trade off between a home help and the rose bushes for a new rose garden.
Well done for trying to help Loic. Do let us know whether he makes it to the seaside.
Bravo for helping out dear Loic. It must be frustrating for him to be ignored by the doctor. Fingers crossed for les bonnes vacances for your gentle gardener.
Loic seems such a sweet, caring, gentle man, so I do hope that he has a lovely time at the seaside, and doesn't have to worry about his mother's welfare.
The PON's could advise him on how to enjoy every minute of every day !
Oh I too put up a little prayer for the bespectacled son... in Australia we get annual warnings against taking iced products in the extreme heats. It can play havoc with the insides as a kind of cramping shock effect. Still there are regular statistics of those who ignore the advice. YAM xx
The Village is blessed to have you.
Another wish for Loic to have a lovely visit to the sea.
The black stemmed ruby rose bushes must be beautiful. I don't recall seeing them among your photos.
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