Friday was a busy day. The workmen dig a trench in front of the church. They go for lunch. In the afternoon they fill the trench in.
Sophie is exhausted by the excitement and catches up on her beauty sleep.
The French papers are more polite about the British leaving the EU than I'd imagined.
Some of the stories are of the 'Hurrah! The trouble makers have gone' variety but generally they are tinged with a mixture of uncertainty and sadness. A few wonder who you blame when the supposed trouble makers have gone but the problems persist ? Wiser heads in London might be wondering the same thing.
The bakers wife is having a pre-natal day. The counter still has what's left over from yesterday.
Angus has started to rate books by their twinge factor. In the small hours of the night 'distraction therapy' is the best way of getting back to sleep. This very intense author scores an almighty 9/10. This reader can manage 15 pages of this suitably edifying prose before he's lulled back to sleep again.
A touch of Scandinavia in Scotland : http://lundies.scot/
Another sign that Angus has turned into his father. In this uber-kool French video he notices that the lady singing had dyed her hair the same colour as the wallpaper and curtains : https://youtu.be/_bPa-VG0AWo?t=8
4 comments:
Sorry to hear that the twinges continue. But I wouldn't feel bad about noticing the singer's hair color - I think you were supposed to do that! I got caught up trying to figure out why a French singer of Malian origin has a Japanese name, but it seems she named herself after a Japanese character in a US TV series - notwithstanding Brexit, globalism marches on.
Thank you for sorting out the Franco-Malian-Japanese linkage !
Very sorry the twinges are still a cause of wakefulness. I do hope they subside before long. I'd never been tempted to read Knuasgaard and your comment has not changed my mid. Here the current book, recommended by a friend, is 'Archangel' by Robert Harris - not exactly my usual sort of fare but excellent for a rainy weekend in Torridon and definitely not a sleep-inducer! Cheers, Gail.
Perhaps sitting on Bob's chair, watching the workmen with Sophie for hours, might help you sleep through the 'twinges'.
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