Monday, January 31, 2011

The UFO's return.




We've bought solar lights for the garden. These help Wilf find his way back to the front door after his nocturnal pit stops. A necessity now that the septic tank hunters have criss crossed the lawns with trenches . Today, the top cess pit man, a bizarrely named Monsieur Risotto, is coming to inspect their work and check for blockages. After the events of last week perhaps I should write a book - My life with middens. Wilf is of course delighted with the olfactory improvements to the garden.

The tranquility of a French Sunday morning interrupted by the thrumming of a two cylinder engine and the crashing of gears. Madame Bay and her gold metallic 'Wild Child' voiturette have arrived at the front gate. Unexpectedly. Her chance to reclaim possession of the house while the various dust producing workmen are enjoying their weekend.

By the time the first cup of coffee has been poured Madame Bay is in full flow. " Had we heard the news ? " The local radio had reported that a farmer in St. Antonin has seen strange lights in the sky for the second night running . The lead story on a station that exists on reporting the results of the regional crocheting competition or the price of milk at the wholesalers. For Madame Bay proof positive that her garden is a homing beacon for aliens. For the more cynical amongst us puzzlement as to why you would travel 35 trillion light years and end up here. Paris, yes. Biarritz, maybe. But deepest France Profonde ? Wilf sensibly settles down for some serious alien banishing sleep.

20 comments:

  1. Normally a profound sceptic in matters concerning UFOs and such extraterrestrial phenomena, after reading your blog for over a year, I am coming to the conclusion that there may be something to Madame Bay's observations. After all, far more outlandish things seem to happen on a regular basis 'chez Angus'...
    Cheers,
    Gail.

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  2. Perhaps he just saw the Christmas lights of your local farmer?

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  3. Maybe the pilots of the UFO's are lost and don't want to ask for directions...

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  4. No doubt the aliens prefer France Profunde because the rest of the world can just point at the citizens and pronounce them quaint and easily excited! They're probably borrowing your septic system when the fly through!

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  5. What self-respecting alien could resist taking a closer look at the fascinating Mme Bay, especially now that she has the broom-mobile ?!

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  6. Good morning sweet Wilf! How nice to see green grass in your garden. I'm seeing lots of white and will for another month or so. Lovely idea the folks had for lighting your way during the necessary nighttime trips. I hope they aren't being misinterpreted as directional beacons for UFOs.

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  7. Angus, I just hope the aliens haven't come to bring Mme Bay back to her home planet! Perhaps dust is her Kryptonite?

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  8. I'm with Bouncing Bertie. Usually, I'm a firm skeptic but I'm starting to think that you are at the focal point of some sort of bizarre phenomenon. Maybe UFOs explain it.

    Madame Bay certainly does add a certain "je ne sais quoi" to your life, and generally in a good way - a splash of eccentricity.

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  9. There is never a dull moment in your lives... ;)

    Blessings and Love,
    Janelle and Maggie Mae

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  10. i do hope that 'My Life With Middens' is not a scratch and sniff volume!!.....

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  11. "Colorful locals" is not enough to describe your part of France Profunde. I delight every time I read your blog entry unless Wilf has had a bad night/day. Thank God dogs live so much more by nose than sight.

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  12. Expanded my vocabulary this morning, having had to look up what a midden is. Apparently quite important for archeological research. A clue to the aliens pinpointing your neighborhood?

    Actually, with all the curious and curiouser happenings, we are not at all surprised that aliens would pick your corner of France profonde for their landing point!!!

    Hugs to Wilf!

    xxx Joan

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  13. -Wilfie and loved ones amongst Risotto's and Madame Bay and the aliens... sounds like a cartoon to me... I am happy he has a great olfactory time - love frome Italy profonde Susanne, Daisy and Foxiie

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  14. What a lovely good morning picture the first one is!! A beautiful face to wake up to daily. As for the gorgeous smells (as per Wilf) emanating from the garden, we shall leave this up to the canines to discuss amongst themselves. The humans would agree that it just stinks! ;)

    That being said, we concur you lucky to have extraordinary visitors coming from the far reaches of the galaxy and beyond. Imagine the delight of seeing a glowing light during on of Wilf's nightly stops? What fun that would be!

    Keep going Wilf!

    With love, your Canadian pals,
    Dianna along with Tor, Willow and Tucker

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  15. If you really want to spin up Madame Bay, tell her Monsieur Risotto is convinced that one of the septic tanks is actually an alien incubation pod.

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  16. Monsieur Risotto in a pit of sewage??? Absolutamente stupefacente!!

    We also installed lights from our deck all the way down the stairs into our yard. And will the Grande Diva use the new deck or stairs? Absolutely NOT!!

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  17. Aliens? Our morning smile.

    XXXOOO Daisy, Kendra & Bella

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  18. Aliens appear to prefer the country where they can easily intimidate the locals with their appearance. If they landed in Paris or L.A, they would just easily blend in. Orson Wells famous War of the Worlds broadcast had martians landing in Grovers Mill, a tiny hamlet very close to the university town where I grew up. Maybe the aliens will abduct Madame Bay. That will fix them.

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  19. My father claims he once saw a UFO.

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