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Monday, April 21, 2014
If you can find a path with no obstacles, it probably doesn't lead anywhere.
Bob and Sophie find a tea towel. They play tug-of-war with it. That marks the end of the tea towel.
Sophie discovers that she can drink from the leaking hosepipe reel. Her technique ends up soaking her muzzle, ears and nose.Her brother prefers water from a bowl.
The mayor , resplendent in his tartan pork pie hat, shows up at the gate to remind us that there is to be a meeting in the Salle des Fetes to discuss next years village budget. The government is insisting that expenditures grow by only 2%. The grumpy man who dislikes foreigners has written to the mayor saying that 'the proposed budget is a disgrace to the Republic and should not merit the dignity of being discussed'. Austerity, or the concept of cuts, are realities that some in the village have yet to come to terms with. '' It should be an entertaining meeting" says 'the font' with a degree of understatement.
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