… and I’m not ashamed to say
I loathe Paris
Why, oh why do I loathe Paris?
‘Cos it’s so far away
(with apologies to Cole Porter)
At the beginning of the week, when it was sunny, I took a walk around the trees to see what progress was like. I was not unimpressed. Many of the trees are showing the early signs of fruiting. We now need decent weather and protection against insects, birds, and whatever it was ate all the cherries last year [link].
So far, though, all the soft fruits are looking good, like this blackcurrant.The vinous kiwi fruit looks set to yield some fruit this year,whilst the apricot looks ready to give its first harvest,as does this pear.All in all, a promising start.
.. and then it rained!
I had to go to Paris on Friday to collect Tania’s two dogs. She is off to Cannes for a couple of weeks for her job, and asked us if we could look after her pair for her. Naturally, we are quite happy to do that – her dogs get on well with ours (probably better than they do with each other), and it gives ours some extra company for a couple of weeks. One of us will need to take them back at the end of the month – we shall decide later who should do it.
The drive to Paris takes, including a short stop for fuel for driver and car, approaching four hours. Much of it is autoroute which is quick, efficient, and BORING! And, having reached there, one then has to turn round and drive back again. I set off after a hearty breakfast late on Friday morning and returned on Saturday afternoon. Whichever of us does the return trip will most likely do something similar.
You probably know that we have a track record of, shall we say, sturdy dogs. Hobie was overweight all his life, and that we are calling Ulysse Podge speaks for itself.
Words cannot describe, therefore, how good I felt when I saw a poodle with a French couple in the car park at a picnic stop on the autoroute. I think it was a poodle – the head looked decidedly canine and of the poodle race. The body, however, was more ovine, prompting me to believe I may have discovered the original sheep-dog! It even looked as though it is grazing in the car park.
That apart, the Paris trip was uneventful. Tania is always a good hostess and, although she had to work Friday night, we went out for a bite to eat and met up with Zoë (which is always nice), before Tania had to get ready for work. I had no real desire to do the Paris night scene, so I sat through the entire third season of Weeds on DVD, with two diminutive canines for company.
Saturday morning we took the dogs to the vet – Tinkerbell (Chihuahua) needed some vaccinations – and they were both treated with flea and tick repellant. It is as well, as we have already found ticks on our dogs this year, and I don’t know how Tinkerbell and Shitsu (of that breed) would cope with such unwelcome visitors, to say nothing of their removal. After crèpes, we loaded various things and dogs into the car and I set off. Thankfully, it was again an uneventful journey.
I now have two requests for web sites – one is new and the other a redesign. Quotes are under preparation.
A couple of doggy pics to end up with.
First, Shitsu and the Podge are getting along OKwhilst Tinkerbell seems to think the insulated shopping bag is a nice nest!Meanwhile, I have a serious job to do – I must cheer on our Jensen!
Have a good week.
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