Everyday life in a rickety old Scottish farmhouse with a very happy Polish Lowland Sheepdog. A record of those unimportant little things that are too important to be forgotten.
Thursday, September 30, 2021
Wednesday, September 29, 2021
What lies in store ?
On the cards for today ? A trip to the airport for some curly croissant ends, a chance to marvel at the sliding doors in the arrivals terminal and an emotional reunion with a wayward sheep. A PONettes life is never dull.
Tuesday, September 28, 2021
Monday, September 27, 2021
Monday. Another hotel e-mail. This time it's Boston. Are hotels opening up every day ? Maybe there's a backlog due to Covid ? :https://www.thenewburyboston.com/
Sunday, September 26, 2021
The store room.
One of the farmers stops in his white Peugeot van. A man in his mid fifties. I don't know his name although we've waved at each other for a decade. He's got used to seeing this foreigner sitting on the concrete storm drain conversing with a shaggy dog. This morning he gets out of his van and tells me he's going into hospital for an operation. Quite a major one.
New hotel e-mail of the day. A Greek hotel in Spain :https://ikosresorts.com/resorts/ikos-andalusia/
Saturday, September 25, 2021
Friday, September 24, 2021
The beauty of life.
A glorious September morning. One of those perfect days when both dog and owner, in their own ways, are simply amazed at the beauty of life . Sophie searches for mud and badgers poo. Her companion enjoys the warmth of the breeze and watches a pair of falcons swooping over the corn stubble. We wave at two farmers who pass us in their white Peugeot vans. One of them stops to say the roses at the war memorial have started to bloom again. The young garagiste slows down when he sees us, then accelerates away with a rasp of his old BMW's exhaust.
A new and very French hotel opening in Houston :https://www.lacolombedor.com/hotel
Thursday, September 23, 2021
A billion in a month.
A billion people vaccinated in a month. Now that's good news :https://ourworldindata.org/covid-vaccinations
Wednesday, September 22, 2021
The return of the pilgrims.
Two busloads of pilgrims arrive at first light. A total of sixty or so cheerful visitors. All are wearing identical bright red waterproofs. They disappear down the ox track to the Holy Oak. The village hasn't had this many visitors in at least two years. Sophie and her companion stand outside the church and watch them go. The bus drivers snatch a quick cigarette in the church porch. Angus notes that the buses are owned by the Bla Bla Bus Company.
The weather changeable. In fact highly changeable. At the cafe there have been showers and the bakers wife has been busy trying to dry the chairs. The French all sit inside. Sophie and her master brave the 16 degree temperatures outside. Angus leaves the door ever so slightly ajar. An inch max. One of the interior patrons comes and slams it shut . The word ' Idiot !' is used. This mornings croissant an acceptable, if lacklustre, 7.6/10.
The summer wine that was ordered six weeks ago is delivered. Apparently Europe has a delivery driver problem. It's getting a bit late in the year to be drinking rose but it will be gone ere long and certainly by Christmas. A dozen pink ceramic bottles are an unexpected part of the shipment. Apart from being a truly dreadful colour Angus wonders why so few wines come in non-glass bottles. Is it cost or fragility ?
Half an hour after the wine merchant has delivered the rose the Amazon courier shows up at the gate. Sophie alerts us to his arrival. Red Roulette is among the books. This months must read .
A French company opens a new Italian restaurant in London. OTT or what ? :https://www.bigmammagroup.com/en/trattorias/ave-mario
Tuesday, September 21, 2021
This morning starts with Sophie alerting the universe to the fact that something HUGELY untoward is afoot. To do this she employs the three tools in her armory - the PON stare, body language and a high pitched and concrete shredding yelp. The young farm dog on the other side of the gate, who is the cause of this turmoil, seems completely oblivious to the family divas protestations. The young dog is much more interested in a squirrel that's clambering up the Old Farmers oak tree. Faced with not being the centre of attention Sophie redoubles her efforts.
The village wakes early. Young dog wanders off to his home in the farm beyond the crossroads unaware of the chaos he's created.
Monday, September 20, 2021
The village quiet. Madame Bay stops by on her way to the health centre for an eight am appointment to check on her blood pressure. She thinks the judge has told both parties in the dispute to be adult and maintain a 10 metre distance from each other. This is difficult as their houses , although set back, face each other across the lane. Under the interim judgement the Anger Management Man isn't supposed to stop on the road outside the German Billionaires Builder and vice versa. Madame Bay says a full, formal, ruling is expected next week. There is a 'walking on eggshells' feel to this interim ruling. Both parties to the dispute are maintaining a low profile but you have the feeling they're peering out from behind their shutters to see who is speaking to the 'enemy'.
Sometimes I miss London and its eclectic food shops. Good to see this one opening up again :https://www.sallyclarke.com/
Sunday, September 19, 2021
It's drizzling and the air is decidedly 'fresh'. Soon, very soon, it will be time to put on three layers before venturing out. In Sophie's mind this is the perfect weather for a long leisurely stroll by the river. Her companion is less sure. By the end of this week the heating will be on. A month after that and it'll be time to light a fire. Angus shivers and makes a mental note to arrange for the chimney to be swept.
This morning the family diva carefully maintains a prudent distance from the waters edge. However, on the way back to the car she detours to walk through a large puddle. This is a text book example of canine logic. River water bad, puddle water good. Go figure.
Back at home she's toweled, vigorously, dry. Not that you'd notice.
There follows the PON ' What are we going to do now ? ' look. Our cue to head off en famille to the drive thru bakers. This will be followed by a tour of the shopping centre car park and a trip to the green grocer for carrots and peach yoghurts ( a Sophie favourite - the glass jars make a wonderful noise on the tile floors ) . Taste and noise - what better combination could there be ?
If approved this would be the worlds largest building :https://www.ebroadsheet.com/the-broadsheetdaily-news-of-lower-manhattan-12-9-19/