Thursday, August 27, 2020
Cloudy, hot and steamy. We saunter by the cows in the valley. Sophie deals with their presence by ignoring them. Or at least trying to. She prudently positions Angus between her and the cows.
Today is a pouncing in the small pools of water and shrieking loudly day. Sophie then returns to the back of the car via a game of hide and seek in the sunflower fields. I make the general observation that she looks as if she's been enjoying herself. The look I receive in return may best be described as 'disdainful'.
The Old Farmer appears at the gate asking if the charger for his movie camera has arrived yet. I reassure him that it's been ordered but that it typically takes more than 24 hours for an order to be placed, filled and despatched.
It will be his 89th birthday on February 5th. There are plans for a great celebration. We are invited. He's wonders if the village hall will be available for letting by then ? 'I'm sure it will be ' I reply with near total conviction.
Just another sleepy day in a small village in France in high summer.