Today is not a lie in bed day. It is a ' You must get up now ! ' morning. Sophie hears a C-A-T in the garden and shrieks enthusiastically at 5:59 am. Angus is up at six. By six thirty he's done a tour of the garden with the family diva, has showered, dressed and engaged in a brief phone call with three late to bed Manhattanites. Submarines are once again a topic of conversation.
One particularly audacious cow presents a challenge on our post breakfast morning walk. The cow is standing on one side of the drainage ditch. Sophie is on the other. It's not actually on the lane but it might as well be. Stress levels rise.
For a moment or two Sophie is frozen to the spot in horror.
Some words of encouragement and the inducement of a carrot sliver and she's soon left the interlopers behind. Ear tickles are dispensed. Sophie positions herself so that Angus is between her and these enormous beasts. From a distance of thirty yards she turns and glares at them. They may as well know who's in charge of this valley. The cows seem unperturbed .
This, rather surprising, piece of music is played on the radio this morning. Not what you'd expect to hear in the depths of the French countryside. Ideal for listening to with the windows down and the PONettes ears flying up in the wind :https://youtu.be/G0urx89oNIw
The 'Wee house' is once again occupied : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kPOXd-11-mYWave of the future ? Chef is a robot : https://sifted.eu/articles/cala-robot/