We're up and out early. Not that we intended to be up early but Sophie thinks she's heard a squirrel in the garden. She tells us this important news at eleven minutes past six. Bob joins in with basso profundo agreement shortly after. They ignore a request to be quiet. We get up and head off to the market.
The French have a keen interest in all things relating to the British royal family. A picture of a bearded Prince Harry on a billboard outside the newsagent. It would seem the Queen is opposed to him marrying a young lady called Cressida. French stories about the royal family fall into three, largely fictional, categories. Anorexia, illicit ( or unrequited ) love and unplanned pregnancies. By contrast the ever more complicated love life of the French president generates no interest whatsoever.
Bob and Sophie return home and promptly dig a large hole in the gravel outside the front door. Bob lies in it. When he gets out Sophie takes his place. Sophie would have us believe she played no part in the excavations. I point out that the mud on her paws would indicate otherwise.
