Sophie is having one of those ' jutty out ears ' days. As one ear is being well behaved and the other is sticking out at a 20 degree angle it might be better to call it a ' jutty out ear ' day.
The PONs are loaded into the car. This is not done quietly. We park and walk up to the cafe passing the cinema as we go. It's not the worlds largest or most modern of cinemas but it's a cinema. Tonight ' The Dark Tower ' is being shown at nine o'clock. It's on for one night only. Tickets are $6.
The flower seller has laid out buckets in the middle of the path the PONs take to get to the cafe. A canine obstacle course.The buckets are sniffed. Bob christens one. Thankfully, the flower seller is busy serving a customer and is oblivious to what is happening to his amaryllis. The PONs are hurried along before Sophie tries to eat the freesias.
At the cafe a teenager drives his ancient Citroen at high speed into the parking spot next to our table. Bob looks up as if to say '' Blimey ! Did you see that ? ". The French always accelerate into parking spaces or towards road junctions before applying full brakes at the last possible moment. A national characteristic Angus is still coming to terms with.
Outside the newsagent a list of the books that the children are required to have before the start of the school term next week. A queue of harried, late running parents has formed. Summer is truly over.
Bob is just happy.
Here's some simple music for a Sunday morning . The almost forgotten Soraidh Leis An Ait or Farewell to the place. The old Gaelic travelling song. I'm told there are still places in Canada where it;s played by the descendants of those who brought it with them after the Highland Clearances:
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His aim into the parking spot was not all that clever either. The 'Blue Badge' space has been narrowed with what could make passenger door opening difficult.
Hari OM
Oh that takes me back to a journey made along the narrow, winding and very hilly sheeptracks of NW Scotland in a 2CV and the solonoid kept giving out, so we would have to jump out and open the hood, then clatter it with a hammer to jump-start it in order to make a run at the next hill!!! character cars... by though, that's bonny music... and that cinema has its sister here on the side of the Clyde! YAM xx
Poor Sophie - a martyr to her hair and now her ears, but never mind, we all think she's gorgeous. Eau de Bob PON is everywhere.....
Bonny music indeed. I watched the following version to hear the lyrics sung solo (subtitled). Here's hoping a passenger in the car parking in the handicap spot "accidentally" bangs their door into that Citroen.
A piece of music for the Scots diaspora. It was played on deck as the Gaelic emigrants ships sailed away. The sound linked to their last sight of land. I've only heard it once and that was, of all places, in southern Tennessee.
Once again Sophie is at the forefront of canine fashion. Now all chic dogs will want to sport a jutty out ear.
The Dark Tower has been playing here for weeks.... The terriers here, start out the morning shaking their ears into place. Perhaps Sophie should do a 'terrier'.
Probably lots and lots of people from the diaspora in southern Tennessee, as there are in North Carolina and all through the Appalachians. I am intrigued by the connections between (among?) Gaelic music and American bluegrass and mountain music.
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