Down by the little lake the hedge has come out into bloom. Two hundred metres of exotic colour. No exotic colour in the bakers display cabinet. Brown is the predominant colour du jour.
The grumpy France Telecom man in white overalls is back to mend the internet line. It has started to play up again. In plainer language - it doesn't work. ' Back so soon ? ' said in a tone of voice which (hopefully ) doesn't suggest sarcasm. He replies with a diatribe. You'd think I'd suggested he sell his first born into pharaonic slavery . A helicopter thunders by overhead. Sophie stops and glares at it. The audacity of the thing to breech her morning day dreams.
In the afternoon a tour of the village. The man in white overalls has only spent half a day here. The internet is working again, fitfully.
On the lane Sophie finds a pile of badger poo. What better place for a girl to turn on her back and have a long, long leisurely roll in the grass ?
Sophie trots home with what I could swear is a smile on her face.
Is prestigious an unusual description for a BBQ restaurant ? :
https://www.bigbobgibson.com/ .
'The Font' was going back to London for a conference.The conference is cancelled. All the Americans, Japanese and Chinese have pulled out. Doesn't leave many others to attend. The first time coronavirus impacts us. 'The Font' is quite happy at not travelling through Heathrow. The organizers clearly do not take Rush Limbaughs view that the outbreak is no worse than the common cold.
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Ohhh those eclairs though. Nice to see the spring blossoms up your way, a reminder that our summer is entering its last phases.
Bertie would so love to join Sophie in a good long roll in badger poo. One of the many things he has missed now he no longer visits the badger paradise that was the area where my parents lived!
After hearing the news yesterday, I began to wonder if my planned April visit with two America friends to Germany and the Czech Republic would fall victim to the coronavirus.
I am sure there are badgers around here if they are around you, but I have never seen one and would certainly not recognize its poo. Surely Sophie doesn't ponder the poo before rolling in it. But I do wonder how Angus came to discern the many kinds of roadside excrement?
At my kid's school an announcement was read over the PA system that any student who had traveled to China, Hong Kong, South Korea or Japan had to report to the principal and would be sent home for two weeks. Of course, they are right that one or two kids not infect 1,000, which would really be infecting 1,000 families, and then it's off to the races.
One of my kid's friends went to Burma over the vacation, with a layover in HK.
Have to wonder how many male teenagers would have shown up at the headmasters door claiming they had to go home for 2 weeks . Generations of PONs have taught Angus how to differentiate between fox, badger and deer poo. It's an acquired skill set.
Some bright politician is bound to flex their populist muscles and break off all contact with foreigners.
20 degrees last week, a chilly 7 degrees this morning. Winter isn't going without a fight.
The raspberry tart and eclairs look quite nice though.
Rush Limbaugh...ugh, please don't get me started.
Dotty dog, our Cairn, is particularly fond of bear poo (they occasionally wander through our back woods) and which we've found to be most remarkably noxious. I'm sure she'd find badger poo fabulous but alas, none to be found in New England.
Prestigious - absolutely - Arthur Bryants, Gates BBQ - Kansas City - visited by Presidents, celebrities and other well knowns from all over the world - Bryants - know by some as the best restaurant in the world - truly a one of a kind experience.
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