Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Air France are on strike . Again . A sure sign that today's a national holiday here in France .
Upstairs Aude is replastering the walls in the bedrooms facing the war memorial . She's working over the holiday to earn money for a new hand loom that's being delivered from Dijon on Friday. It seems that the womens cooperative has recently become the proud owners of a herd of extremely bad tempered alpacas . Their goal is to produce their own clothes . For a moment Angus wonders how a group that wears dungarees and t-shirts can ever hope to clothe themselves. However, ever the politician , he keeps this thought to himself .
Wilf has had a haircut. This has removed most of the honey that had become entangled in his muzzle and ears . The whole procedure took two minutes and was accompanied by a high pitched grumbling . This morning he will be heading off with me in the car to the local supermarket to stock up on Carrs Water Biscuits . For some reason Wilf finds these to be quite irresistible .