After a decade of being boiled in the summer and frozen in the winter the standard roses have started to give up the ghost. Victims of climate change. 'The Font' phones the rose supplier in the UK only to find that they're no longer shipping to France or anywhere in the EU. ' They've been adding on customs duty which people weren't expecting to pay for ' says the man who answers the phone.
On our walk down by the stream Angus talks to his brother in the Hebrides. The first vaccinations have taken place in the doctors surgery on the island. There was much grumbling from the older generation of farmers but they , and their wives, all showed up. The inhabitants in the old folks home were vaccinated by a doctor from the mainland last week. There seems to have been greater concern about the skill sets of the 'mainlander' than of any after effects of the vaccine.
The farmers sheepdog comes over to see us. Like all Sheepdogs he has that ' I don't know what you're doing but I'd like to join in' look in his eyes. The farmers sheepdog is greatly enamored with Sophie. This feeling is not reciprocated.
Spurned by the love of his life the Sheepdog hurtles off along the road in pursuit of something only he can see. A sheepdog trait. Sophie thinks, briefly, of joining him but a) he's younger and fitter and has already gone a hundred yards and b) he doesn't have metal knee joints. She watches him go.
The farmer is setting out the netting on the apple trees. At this time of the year the new netting looks like a large shiny grey scar on the landscape.