The days much shorter now. As Angus sits and puts on his shoes Sophie wanders upstairs to find out why he's taking so long to get ready. We do a tour of the garden , in the dark, at six and venture out into the village when it gets lighter at seven thirty.
The radio informs us that due to climate change - heavy rain in the summer after heavy frosts in the spring - French winemakers will produce 29% less wine in 2021 than they did in 2020. That's a lot of lost wine.
The Rickety Old Farmhouse is drifting into its autumn routine. Lavender harvested, dahlias and roses are trimmed. The C-A-T that seems to have adopted us slumbers upstairs during the day and on the downstairs terrace at night. The field mice are trying to get into the boiler room to hibernate so C-A-T is kept busy.
Sophie clambers up onto the garden table to enjoy the morning sunshine. To do this she first clambers onto a bench then steps up onto the table. Quite something for a lady with two metallic knees. She settles down for a lengthy 'napette'.
Angus has lost his fancy watch. He put it on yesterday morning but by bed time it's gone. Slipped off on a cross country walk with Sophie ? Down in the local market town he picks up this specimen for the grand sum of E25. The strap is made of a silky form of plastic that is alarmingly comfortable. Only when he gets it home does he discover that the strap is also patterned. 'The Font' thinks its so gauche it's almost stylish.