The last remaining bell in the little 12th century pilgrims chapel has got stuck in the 'up' position. This should, by the laws of gravity, be impossible. The old churches in this part of the world have bell walls with three openings for Father, Son and Holy Ghost. Father and Son were melted down during the occupation. Holy Ghost was hidden and survived. It is the gravity defying one.
The wet weather continues. This of course doesn't deter the family diva from wanting to go out and face the adventures that life may offer.
This morning, while 'The Font' slowly surfaces, dog and master head down the motorway to the drive thru bakery. Sophie does her usual ' I'm an orphan dog that's never been fed ' routine. She's discovered that this often results in our being given a second croissant. The ploy works. This morning is a second croissant day. Sophie scores todays offerings as 12/10. Angus thinks they have the texture of supermarket white and scores them 5.5/10.
To finish off our chic French morning escapade we do a lengthy tour of the car park. The two ducks that call the front of the electrical goods store their home are briefly, but inefficiently, chased.
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