Two Polish Lowland Sheepdog brothers in Italy - now about to head to France
Monday, 30 March 2009
No builders showed up today
With the light rain that was falling this morning the builders naturally felt that the weather was too severe to work outside. As a consequence the garden remains an obstacle course of partially dug trenches, random holes , tractors and piles of stone. The boyz have been contentedly sniffing and marking these excavations all day. I'm betting that there is a 50-50 chance that the construction crew will show up tomorrow. If they arrive they will be dressed as if they are about to go on a polar expedition with padded overalls, mittens, hats with ear muffs, and scarves. This heavy layering would be fine if we were back in Angus but the temperature here is a balmy 19 degrees - about as hot as it gets in Scotland in August. When we lived in Edinburgh we used to see shocked Italian holiday makers wandering around the town at the height of the summer wearing every piece of clothing they had with them to stave off the cold. Lots of Italians come to Scotland in the summer to get away from the heat - indeed the place becomes a little Italy at the time of the festival. What their travel agents fail to explain to them is that summer weather in Scotland is rather like March back at home - you get away from the heat but get hypothermia in the process.Pity the intrepid Italian tourist who makes it to the far north or Orkney- what must they think?
2004, we sell the rain drenched farm in Scotland and move to the warmth of southern Europe. Two very lively Polish Lowland Sheepdog brothers - Wilf and Digby - accompany us. Fluffy,patient and comical . Forever attracting laughter and new friends . After a year in Provence we moved to Italy to restore an ancient Roman watchtower . Somethings are meant not to be. Following a rather unpleasantly violent 'housejacking' ( the third in our little village ) we left Italy in late 2009 for new adventures in the rolling countryside of south west France . We are now getting to grips with a large rickety old farmhouse. Life after the violence of Italy has a gentler tempo. Digby passed on from piroplasmosis in May 2010. HIs brother, despite being diagnosed with cancer and having become blind ,soldiered on for another two years. We now embark on the next part of our journey with two new PON's - Bob and Sophie. This blog records all those little things about living with dogs that are too unimportant to make it into a diary but which make life, life.