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Saturday, October 12, 2013
Fearful as reality is, it is less fearful than evasions of reality.
The mayor and the lady in the broad brimmed purple hat spend much of the day planting flowers around the war memorial. Their labours are interrupted by the arrival of a large white tractor and a truck which delivers an orange machine with extendable arms. This is unloaded by four men in blue overalls. Barriers are carefully put around the machine and then reflective tape put round the barriers. The machine seems to be full of moving parts that could be dangerous. The mayor is somewhat vague as to why the machine has been delivered and what its exact purpose is.
The Old Farmer ventures onto the village green with a bottle of his home made wine. Time for an alfresco tasting of the 2013 vintage. The wine will be served at the lunch following the unveiling of the Algerian War Memorial. '' They'll appreciate something local " he says with what might be taken as confidence . By '' they " he means the general and the other visiting dignitaries from Paris. '' Quite memorable " says ' the font ' when asked to express an opinion. This is taken as a compliment.
Bob and Sophie rush around the garden happily terrorizing each other.
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