On our morning tour of the village we meet the Old Farmer who is sitting on a bench in his garden watching the sun rise. He's had a bad night. He slept until two but his new hip started to ache and no matter how he tried he couldn't get comfortable again. Post operation one leg is two inches shorter than the other. '' I'll be just fine tonight " he says with feigned cheerfulness. The PONs lick his hand. Later today he's going to drive down to Toulouse to collect the Belgian lady from the airport. She's been in Liege for ten days and he's missed her. He's thinking of taking the old Mercedes but the venerable Ford Transit motor home needs a run. '' We could stop for a picnic on the way back ".
We carry on past the chateau and the pond with the large pike in it. At the crossroads we see that The Very Old Farmer is sitting in his wheelchair at his front door. His arm is freshly bandaged. Last night he reached out to get a glass of water from the shelf by his bed and knocked the shelf off the wall. The glass broke and cut his arm. The district nurse and the home help are running around clearing up. He chats away to the PONs and laughs. His voice is now very weak - hoarse may be a better word - and difficult to hear. Sophie, being fearless, goes into his kitchen to see if there's anything to eat. The district nurse chases her out. Sophie is not greatly taken with the district nurse.
On our way home the man with anger management issues is getting into his car. '' Bonjour M'Ongoose ! I'm late this morning. Have to go !" This saves us from having to discuss his fig harvest. Villagers keep on giving us figs. I have now taken to driving them to the charity shop 15 miles away. Our own fig trees continue to bear fruit with absolutely no sign of them stopping any time soon. 2018 is clearly a bumper year for fig lovers and for fig loving PONs.
Would you be happy if this happened on your flight ? It would put the fear of God into me. The thing has clearly been staged but what can the purpose of it be ? I can't help but think that men with mullets should keep their accordions in the overhead bins : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HvzeXXdunsI
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Bertie says: Sophie, nurses can be very bossy, as I found out when Gail used to take me to visit her parents.
Gail says: sorry to hear the Old and Very Old Farmers are not having the best of weeks, but how valiant they are, soldiering on. I hope the picnic went well.
After a distressing day of politics, I am more than usually grateful for the peace of your village. I just saw something that said the US senate now represents only 18% of the population, and that 18% is ill-educated, red-necked, and nasty. Or words to that effect.
And while I like the idea of flash mobs, having one on an airplane would make me exceedingly nervous.
We can learn so much from those who have lived a long life.
If it was a US flight an air marshal would have 'dealt' with them.
That video was so annoying, I couldn't even watch it, LOL. I would have been upset at being forced to sit through that...
That's a "budget" airline, and I wonder if perhaps it was a charter group. Couldn't watch the entire thing.
The Condor cabin crew ( part of the Lufthansa group ) didn't look happy.
And , thanks to Senator Flake, the theatre continues into the evening.
I was once on a flight with a French rugby team celebrating their victory over an English competitor. Some of the French gentlemen had been celebrating and had the great idea of standing on the seats and singing. The captain put on the seat belt signs and flew through some slightly choppy cloud. After that there wasn't a peep out of them.
Don't even mention it. Every woman I know is utterly stressed, and we're all messaging back and forth, urging self-care because it is so triggering.
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