Thursday 13 August 2009

• Merry waves from the many people who now know us by name, despite having waved at each other for the last twenty years.
• Piecing together relationships, and revealing more history of the hamlet. Three bars at one time indeed. (There are only half a dozen houses!)
• Peanut flavoured crisps. I'm still not entirely convinced they're not quite wrong.
• Taking up position on the front doorstep, my favourite place, coffee and book in hand, post early-morning walk.
• The enraged response to Benjy le chien peeing on a box of trays. 'Oh la la, il a fait pisser', followed by something I'm pretty sure translated roughly as 'the little shit'. Such anger, I had to hold the giggles in til I got home.