Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Bikes and bats.
Off into Auch to buy bikes . The young salesman takes one look at me and suggests that I ride a bike to " find one with a suitable morphology for your physique " . So it is that Angus can be found cycling round and round the sports store on a variety of bikes - each one more brightly coloured than the one before . A blue one is finally chosen . It also has shock absorbers and a heavily padded seat . " The font " asks if it's comfortable . '' It fits my morphology " comes the reply . The bikes will be delivered tomorrow - supposedly .
Midnight . Some bright spark has left his bedroom window open . When we come in from the terrace we find that the upper hallway is alive with a mass of swirling bats . The large windows at the end of the hall have to be opened , all the hall doors shut and all the lights in the house turned off. Eventually they go .
Two fifteen in the morning . It seems that not all the bats have gone . '' The font " wakes me to point out , unhelpfully , that there is one hurtling from one end of the bedroom to the other . Those famous words that are only heard when I'm sound asleep : " What are you going to do about it ? ". Wilf sleeps through all the bat driven excitement .
This morning , after collecting the croissants from the bakers , we walk slowly down through the sunflowers to look at the heavily pregnant cows in the field by the stream . They wander over to say hello but Wilf is quite unmoved by their presence - the grass verges are much more interesting . His PONder for the day " I do not pretend to know what many ignorant men are sure of ".
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Eeek. Too much excitement for one night.ReplyDelete
I would have taken Edward and slept on the terrace.
We thought 'the font's' bike idea had been dropped. I think that's why we can't ride, they haven't made a bike for our morphology.ReplyDelete
Are those the baby bats all grown up?
XXXOOO Daisy, Kendra & Bella
Come, Mongoose: you know the International Marriage Code is crystal clear that dealing with animals not normally welcomed in the home is the man's job, even in our liberated age. Bet the poor bat was terrified. Bet no one leaves any windows opened at night again, either. Of course, bats are such terrific mosquito eaters that you might actually want them around. Maybe you could build some nice bat houses near enough to the house to keep the insect population down and still keep the bats out of your house. Or you could break down and go American: window screens.ReplyDelete
Gentle kisses for Wilf.
Jed & Abby
A bicycle - how exciting! (says Gail)ReplyDelete
Evil machines - it's not to late to hand it back (says Bertie)
I think that the rule is any time ending in 15 belongs to the wife. That's the way I've always heard it.ReplyDelete
My virtual love Wilf having a drink at a pawstop - hopefully Wilf agrees with your cycling activity - never forget seeing my father in his biking gear for the first time - Sunflowergreetings from Susanne Daisy and FoxiietrottReplyDelete
Your life again is almost parallel with mine. There was a bat in our garage last evening, and no one but me is here to take care of it. I think it flew out, and in about 20 minutes when I take the dogs for a walk we'll find out.ReplyDelete
Bats!!!! Oh...my....good thing Wilf slept through it.ReplyDelete
An invasion of bats?! Oh dear... I always let the window open, and there are bzts in the garden at night...ReplyDelete
Ah, a friend of my parents woke one night to use the bathroom, not turning on the light so she wouldn't disturb her husband in the adjacent bedroom. When she went to flush, she was alarmed to see what appeared to be a dark stain in the bowl-- she flipped on the light to discover she'd just relieved herself on a live bat in the toilet bowl!!!! Needless to say, her husband awoke abruptly to screams! How's that for a 'What are you going to do about it?' moment in the wee small hours? True story!ReplyDelete
Please tell the font that her request was perfectly in line with the Code of Marriage Responsibilities. I won't enumerate the huge list of critters to which it applies.ReplyDelete
Woofs from my Boyz to Wilf!!!
I thought you'd dodged the bicycle bullet! Next thing you know, there will be a basket on the front of your bike so you can ride to town with Wilf and pick up needed supplies. My bet is that since you don't want it to arrive, it will be there in the most timely fashion French delivery has ever seen!ReplyDelete
Now the bat story is one I find highly amusing. Were you armored like John Candy in The Great Ourdoors?
Life is not dull in your corner! Enjoy your new bikes!ReplyDelete
Have been keeping up with Wilf.....he looks happy and content, he's lucky to have such a wonderful "dad"!ReplyDelete
So will you be putting Wilf in a bike basket?! teehee...
You will need to make another trip to the sports shop for a tennis racket. Go after the bat with it and you will gain some good exercise.ReplyDelete
does this mean tiny bike shorts and tights and a peaked helmet ala tour de france?ReplyDelete
bet you could borrow from madame bay!
my adorable wee polar bear with his toy. if he's still up to posing for portraits with his toys and slurping up goodies on walks... he's around for a good while yet. we pray it so.
love from hell (115 degrees, no end in sight)
I saw some bats at the zoo yesterday - was glad they were in an enclosure.ReplyDelete
My mom woke up once to a bird that somehow got into the house and it was pulling on her hair for its nest. My dad took a broom to it and I think he killed it.
Bikes..yes!! Bats in the bedroom...I don't think so! :) Hugs for Wilf!ReplyDelete
Blessings and Love,
Janelle and Maggie Mae
Someone must have disturbed the bats habitat! Do you think they came from the old farmers home after their sonar was disturbed and confused by the buzzing and sparking of the self installed alarm system? While they are not awfully nice to have in the house they are quite beneficial to farms and they do eat many times their way in bugs. Maybe the bugs were flying after being disturbed as well. Bats are also considered lucky. Maybe something wonderful in in the offing.ReplyDelete
The birds in the bedroom are my husband's provence. I, however, captured two (yes 2) scorpions in our living room during a very dry, hot summer a few years back. I believe the dogs referred to me as a 'bright spark' as they watched in amazement.ReplyDelete
Love to Wilf, as always...
If that is Angus (or The Font) in the picture in the bike shop, I for one am very impressed with his morphology. If I ate as well as you appear to do, my morphology would be rather more rotund. Actually, to tell the truth, it is (even without the croissants)ReplyDelete