Dreech. A Scottish word that sums up what sort of day it is. Wet with a bone chilling wind. The little market town is deserted except for a nun who comes out of the Abbey talking intently on her mobile phone. '' Sister. You really must be here on time ! ". Angus would love to know the story behind the grumpy admonition.
On the way home the PONs wait in the back of the car while I go into the hardware store for a Lamb on a Rope.
Bob is still enthralled with his '' purple " rope toy rediscovered under an olive tree.
Sophie is in an affectionate mood. She's found something unmentionable in a ditch and is keen to share it with me.
Mid morning we head off for a coffee. Today we choose a modern cafe opposite the shopping centre. The ceiling decoration is unusual. The PONs owner wonders if its supposed to look like that. The cafe is deserted. I ask the spaced out young man behind the counter if he could bring a bowl of water for the dogs. '' Sure " he says. That is all he says. The rest of our interactions are conducted in silence.
The minimalist Japanese Christmas trees are found in the cellar and assembled.
Madame Bays good for nothing son-in-law Hugo arrives with the top of a Christmas tree strapped to the roof of the Ford Mondeo estate. '' I thought you might like it ". Why we would want a four foot six, malformed, piece of Spruce remains unsaid. Angus feigns delight. Hugo doesn't go. He helps me carry it into the drawing room. '' Did it cost you anything ? " I ask in case a 'reward' is needed. ' No. Only the petrol '. I give him a bottle of cooking wine. He leaves happy. Angus finds some more baubles in the cellar. Bob watches as I put them on the tree.
Seems like nothing exciting happened today. Isn't it funny how day by day nothing changes but when you look back everything is different.
A cheery start to a Tuesday : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YGuSRpg1EI8
17 comments:
One wonders why the café even bothered to decorate.... The décor looks early Howard Johnsons.
I am surprised that the dynamic duo did not get to go to the shop to select their new toys. There looks to be a bit of a range there.
Is it possible Hugo was hoping for a glass of champagne?
We love the glimpses of your lovely farmhouse.
The café Christmas decorations look as though they were thrown up there during a wild party !
That's a fun thought! Changes the mood of the place entirely.
I wonder where Hugo got the tree.
...an enquiry probably best left unfinished! :-)
Hari om
Meanwhile, Angus has made the best of a bad lot, methinks. Change is the only constant... YAM xx
It bears some resemblance to the tree in the little market town square......
Thank you for the cheery clip of Earl Scruggs and his boys. That's some might fine pickin' from one of the all-time great mountain musicians.
The small tree does add a festive note. Your cellar must be a true treasure chest.
The action picture of Bob is wonderful.
I like the small tree as well ... it reminds me of a Charlie Brown Christmas.
I wonder if the missing planets from the dishwasher might be stored somewhere in the cellar too?
I'm quite jealous of your dog toy selection. Most of the dogs in Tokyo are quite tiny, so the toys are as well. We are in the US for the holidays and will stock up on larger prizes - Cherry particularly adores rubber chickens like the one in your shot, although we need to buy in bulk as they never last for more than a few minutes.
I also like the small tree - in Tokyo, that would easily cost you a hundred dollars and it wouldn't have any needles left come Christmas!
I miss the solar system magnets!
Awww, the tree is cute! I didn't get one this year...
You and Bob decorated the little tree with great flair, turning it into a festive focal addition to your lovely room.
What happened to the rest of the tree? Is there someone in the village that has the bottom bit?
Pam, keeper of Bonnie the wee Scottie.
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