A nice and ordinary day.
The celestial troupe have listened to all our prayers and have sent lots of sunshine and warmer climes our way. Does make a difference which I can mostly see in the little things. Everyone is happier. No glum faces to be seen and smiles abound. Getting up to a clear sky makes getting up much easier...not going so far as to say that I jump out of bed singing and grinning, but still, knowing that sun is the order of the day makes that first cup of coffee that much more enjoyable.
The gardening neighbours are still at it. Through the open window in our lounge I can hear them hammering, drilling and chatting away. What on earth are they making over there? Honestly, the last two months they have been at it each and every day yet, this garden is not that big to warrant such a lot of TLC.
The other day Bob went to a newly opened pub in our village. Interestingly enough, one of the gardening granddaughters from next door who is now working there, took the opportunity to chat with him fluently in English, even going so far as to tell him that the other day she couldn't help but overhear ( yeah, right!!! ) Bob's phone call with his friend from England. When Bob was stunned and most properly going through in his mind whether he mentioned anything slightly offensive about God and the world, she went one step further-perhaps to impress him-
" You know Bob, I could hear every single word of your side of the conversation. Very interesting. "
-impressed not, more of an aghast should describe it. Good god woman, keep it to yourself that your ears have excellent hearing because from now on Bob will whisper when on the phone outside.
So you see, everything is perfectly village-ial and that is what makes it such fun to live in a small place...
Biggi
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