The clocks have changed again, although not until today in our house because mum forgot and dad wouldn’t have a clue about things like that anyway. Although he did say a bit earlier, “What is it again? Spring forward and fall back?” The friends who were coming to visit for a wee while last night arrived at the wrong time, but it was the right time, or would have been if the clocks had been changed. Does it matter? An hour here or there, we couldn’t care less.
It does mean that summer (?) is over though and we are back in the dark, but with no bats dipping and diving. Last winter was so depressing over here that it sent our mum’s son scuttling back over the water to live in England again. In summer, although less so this year of 2012, shutters are closed to keep out the heat of the sun, so our village is a bit of a ghost town for a few months during the summer months. In winter, shutters are closed, just closed, and it really is spooky and eerie and so quiet and empty. Our village auberge opened again a couple of weeks ago – fingers and paws crossed that it is more successful for the new tenants, open midi et soir plus all the hours before and after apparently. Most of us have been round there to check it out and the new tenant’s son (I am ten years old and I love dogs) trailed round here with mum to meet the chiots. He hates his new school and hates our little village but loves our chiots.
10 points to the chiots, nul to the village plus village school – and possibly 5 points to the goldfish because he quite liked them as well
Puppy Power is a great thing as long as you are only popping in for a short visit. Living here is hell.
Stuff and things? Just what is going on, has been going on for the past few days and will be going on … how many stuff and things though? 29 we think because we are October the 29th, as the French say.
1. Our dad leaves again tomorrow, train leaves Poitiers 18.15 for Roissy/Charles de Gaulle (Take the puppies with you dad, please) 2. Our little wild cat, although we are not supposed to know about her because she is very contagious and hidden in our nana’s en-suite getting healthy again, attacked our mum today, a a real teeth and claws job (Ungrateful little cat …) 3. There have been serious ‘domestics’/dilemmas here about our sleeping arrangements: too cold in the dog bedroom all of a sudden, so let us all sleep in front of the woodburner in the dining room says our dad and just wipe and pick up in the morning (No comment) 4. Considering that the majority of the dogs in our village are outside all of the time, attached to chains or blocks of wood, mum believes that we will survive on our new thermal blankets and the central heating will be going on soon anyway (We agree) 5. Our mum wants to start a yoga class this week (Great idea, should sort out her sore knee, assuming she can hobble there to attend the class) 6. Mum and dad are hoping to buy a new house in Very Towel in the near future (Fantastic idea, we can all go swimming in the river whenever we want) 7. We are sad about Very Towel because it is just to be a holiday home – a gite – for folk who would like to spend a holiday over here and sit on a terrace under the amazing château wall, peering out over red tiled roofs, floating (not sinking, hopefully) in a little built-in swimming pool and possibly suffocating amongst the ivy (the outside space needs a trim) 8. Mum is ‘thrawn with the cold’ and her facial thing has come back to haunt her 9. Oh dear! Flat tyre in the middle of Poitiers late this afternoon (24 hrs later), Poitiers rush hour, limped into bus stop bit, irate bus driver, dad nearly missed his train and mum was left stranded pleading with irate bus driver (all sorted now and she’s back home, grateful, very grateful (again) for being able to communicate in the language of our chosen home country) 10. Need to buy a jack thing for changing tyres and need to buy another tyre 11. The puppies, lounging overnight but apparently not sleeping, in the dining room in front of the woodburning stove, chewed one dog bed and two formerly precious cushions covered in antique fabric from Ankara in Turkey (back in the dog bedroom tonight) 12. Kira will continue to snooze overnight in the dining room so she can get some kip for a change 13. When mum did finally arrive home this evening after the motoring incident, in a bit of a panic about getting us all fed, our little wild cat attached itself to one of her ankles and refused to let go again 14. She thinks the little wild cat might need to be sedated, now she is feeling a bit perkier and has been relaxing for a few days sharpening her teeth and claws, before she goes to the vet to be spayed later this week (very ungrateful little cat) 15. Mum is wondering how to get her into a cat box … 16. Our Uncle Bob came and looked after us for a while this evening before mum made it home (emergency telephone call from Poitiers), fell asleep on the sofa in our sitting room and the puppies weed and pooed all over the spot while he was sleeping, then fell asleep on the sofa with him 17. Mum is fed up tripping over puppies and trying to help ungrateful little wild cats ….
Her brain has turned to porridge and she can’t think of any more stuff and things for the remaining 12 or 13 so days of October, so we are off to watch some telly …