Holy Dogs ! Washington :https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z3xY09IKjO8
Friday, September 30, 2022
Holy Dogs ! Washington :https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z3xY09IKjO8
Thursday, September 29, 2022
Quite the list of do's and dont's painted on the doorway of a shop in town.
Having collected the dry cleaning Sophie and her companion head off in the car for a coffee and a croissant. We sit outside. The waitress says ' Are you sure ?' All the tourists have gone and the place is sinking back into the quiet of the off season. Sophie enjoys the croissant but her companion is less sure. It comes from the Scots branch of the croissant family and can best be described as a distant relation.
Tuesday, September 27, 2022
Life is never dull. This morning there is a large piece of agricultural machinery to be examined. Sophie also discovers that after a field has been ploughed the seagulls arrive 'en masse' to grub for bugs. There is nothing quite as much fun as hurtling into a flock of seagulls and seeing them fly off. This is done four times before she tires of it. After breakfast Sophie settles in her 'zen' spot by the acer to dream of brave deeds.
Blustery. We wander down to the broccoli field to observe the roofers working on the doocot and chat with the tractor drivers. The tractor drivers know Sophie by name but Angus is simply 'the man who lives down by the coast'.
Off to the cottage hospital for our flu and Covid jabs. The woman behind the reception desk tells us to follow the arrows to the inoculation centre. ' You can't get lost ' she says . We get lost and somehow find ourselves upstairs when we should be downstairs. It seems there are various sets of arrows and we have tried to follow them all.
We are 'redirected' by the woman at the reception desk. This time round she speaks very slowly and uses extravagant hand gestures. After what seems an eternity off arrow following we are greeted by a sign that tells us we're in the right place. Angus observes this cartoon image of a highland cow in a nurses outfit and wonders what audience this appeals to ? " The sort of people who get confused following arrows " says 'The Font' deplhically.
Monday, September 26, 2022
Talk about good luck. This morning we get our flu and C-19 jabs at the Community Hospital. Two cancellations showed up on the website just as we logged on at midnight and we got both of them. 'The Font' had a booster in France in May, Angus hasn't had one since last November.
Last night 'The Font' thought it might be a good idea to go out for a pre-dinner drink. Angus suggested the bar in the fancy hotel that's a four minute drive away. 'The Font' thinks that option is lacking in character. We head off instead into the little coastal village. 'It's a lovely night. Let's sit outside' . It is indeed a lovely night but the thermometer reminds Angus that we're no longer in France. The suggestion we move inside is met with ' A little cold never harmed anyone'.
The bar has a limited wine list. There are two wines that can be served by the glass. The barman suggests a cheeky little Romanian number. ' You can get it in both red and white '. The alternative is a super sweet Portugese desert wine. Angus settles, unhappily, on the cheeky little Romanian. He hopes that he didn't let slip an audible ' Oh my God ! ' of despair when faced with these choices. 'The Font' asks if they do non-alcoholic cocktails . 'Leave it to me ' says our host with a momentary hesitancy which suggests he's never made one before. Angus intuitively knows we are about to enter a gustatory twilight world . The non-alcoholic cocktail turns out to be raspberry syrup, tonic and crushed ice with a couple of raspberries placed on top. Even 'The Fonts' determination to find something positive in every situation is tested by this.
Sunday, September 25, 2022
Saturday, September 24, 2022
Gardening aid. Not sure this works:https://twitter.com/happywithjobs/status/1572889817935147008
Friday, September 23, 2022
Tweet of the day :https://twitter.com/Gabriele_Corno/status/1572618484881793025
Thursday, September 22, 2022
A perfect morning. We head south to the wee fishing town and park on the street next to a Swedish registered Volvo that is rather the worse for wear. How do you do that to a car ?
Sophie is full of the joys of life and leads the way, happily, down to the harbour. We have found a place that cooks lobster to order. It's the same place that does the dressed crab for the grocer. Demand is high and supply dependent on the weather and the tides so you need to get your orders in early for a six pm pick up.
We stop to read the town notice board. The minutes of town meetings, anywhere in the world, are always intriguing. Seems that here car parking continues to be a particular challenge. So, it would seem, is speeding. One civic minded resident has volunteered and is being trained on community speed watch. The problem is that 3 residents are needed to form a team - one volunteer to capture the speed, a second to note down the registration number and a third to 'watch overall'. Angus wonders how you risk assess a 'speed watcher'.
We find a wee cafe that opens at sunrise and serves coffee. It has a cosy terrace that's sheltered and overlooks the harbour. Sophie, who is looking more presentable this morning, is greeted like a long lost friend. She is fed part of the proprietresses bacon roll. Forget croissants ! Beat a bacon roll if you can ! It goes without saying that Sophie's human companion is ignored.
Political correctness is alive and well. The first graders school is flying a flag that is half Ukrainian, half Union Jack. I don't think I've ever seen this combination before . Perhaps flying the UK and Ukrainian flags side by side might be a better solution ? I'm guessing that the locals have taken in a number of Ukrainian refugees and that this is a gesture of welcome to the littlest ones. From the number of Ukrainian flags that are flying in local front gardens it would seem that events to the East are followed closely.
Wednesday, September 21, 2022
Tuesday, September 20, 2022
Today is a day for chasing workmen. The electrician and joiner have promised faithfully to show up this afternoon. We shall see. The plumber and the decorator aren't answering their phones or replying to e-mails. Later this morning 'The Font' will head off to check out a promising curtain maker. We have the feeling that thick curtains are going to be a necessity on this exposed coast as the year wears on.
Sophie greets the two young doocot builders who are already hard at work. Over the long weekend they've installed the new pigeon entrance. It looks very grand and is a faithful replica of the 16th century original. A developer had planned to knock the doocot down and build a 'Mac' mansion but the villagers raised the cash and bought the plot of land themselves. A picnic area has already been set up and native trees planted. All of these small coastal communities have a ferocious civic pride.
Sophie is taken into town for a croissant and for a walk on the beach. She finds a group of students barbecuing. They greet her warmly but make no attempt to share their sausages. They are glared at but still don't get the message. I explain to her that being a student doesn't guarantee intelligence. She then tries her luck with a Jack Russell with a dead fish. The Jack Russell proves to be remarkably relaxed about a bundle of fluff wanting to share his treasured possession. He deals with the situation by heading into the dunes at high speed. He then disappears - with his dead fish. Sophie is left behind to marvel at his incivility.
A heron sits patiently on a fishing boat. It's there when we arrive. It's there when we go. It hasn't moved.
Back at home Sophie heads off to the shore to check on the seals. En route she disturbs the geese who honk noisily and fly off . The daily routine of a Polish Lowland Sheepdog lady of a certain age is sprinkled with adventure.
Tuesday morning wonder :https://twitter.com/wonderofscience/status/1571491733665349633
Monday, September 19, 2022
This morning we again opt for a pain au raisin to go with our coffee. I've ordered a single espresso but have to ask for it to be done again. The first cup comes out with barely enough liquid to cover the base of the cup. 'It's supposed to be like that ' says the young lady behind the counter.
Tweet of the day :https://twitter.com/sophieraworth/status/1571565456758280192