Horror ! A cat outside the cafe under the arcades. Bob doesn't notice. Sophie does. Our ' butter wouldn't melt in her mouth ' angel instantly turned into a howling fiend. Whoever knew that an 18 kilo dog could pull so strongly on a harness ? Both PON's are loaded back into the car. Only then does Bob notice the presence of this interloper. He joins in the chorus of disapproval with his sister. The cat seems completely unconcerned. Clearly, a town cat.
Chateau Gloom every bit as cold as I'd remembered it. The solitary log in the dining room grate fighting a losing battle against the chill. The Parisian 'intellectual' a floppy haired, chain smoking, man in a green velvet smoking jacket. Over dinner he announces that it's a national scandal that English words are being used in adverts. '' Today there are more English signs on the streets of Toulouse than there were German ones during the occupation . It's shocking ! ". Angus briefly interrupts the great man to ask whether he's seriously comparing the occasional English fast food advert with notices announcing the execution of hostages by the SS . This observation is not well received. The atmosphere seems to get even chillier.
