Thursday, October 4, 2012
Beauty and the beast.
The Grande Dame of the stage finally returns to London. As she goes the old farmer is outside in the sunshine polishing his ancient motorhome . '' Fancy a lift beautiful ? " he shouts out across the lane . ' What did he say ? ' asks our departing houseguest. '' He says he hopes the latest series is as well received as the others " the font quickly replies. The Grande Dame , now safely installed in the back seat of the large SUV, gives a royal wave and smiles coquettishly. The old farmer beams. Both are, in their own very different ways, delighted with the outcome.
It rains overnight. Not heavily but just enough to leave a puddle on the floor of the church. ' Shouldn't they have repaired the roof before they started work on the ceiling frescoes ? ' asks ' the font ' . The three young ladies from Toulouse and their proprietorial dog don't seem to be in the slightest bit bothered