Recovery from the storm . 58 millimetres ( 2 1/4 inches ) of rain in an hour according to the local radio . By late afternoon ' the font ' and a turbaned Madame Bay have brought some semblance of order to the downstairs bedrooms . This is where the landslide of mud and gravel that ran down the hill forced its way through the patio doors into the house . Yours truly has less luck with the pool house. No sooner have I bailed it out than it mysteriously fills up with water again . Through it all General de Gaulle continues to work away at the shutters .
Unbothered by this human activity Wilf sleeps , curled up in his bed , soundly and unconcernedly . The 'books' told us that blind dogs sleep a lot . They are right. Sometimes it seems that Wilf is training for an olympic gold medal in dozing - anytime, anywhere, anyplace . Thankfully, that old PON mischief hasn't quite gone . On his morning walk he wanders into a small lake that's formed in a dip in the road . On his way back he ' accidentally' wanders through it again . " Sometimes mistakes are too much fun to only make once ".