There
was a scratching at my door at 5.30 this morning. I dragged myself
out of bed wondering why Pepin was up and about so early. But when I
opened the door, it was Coco. I gave him a couple of biscuits and let
him sleep on my bed until a civilised hour. I guess he might have
been shut in a barn or shed somewhere for the last three days. Better
let Laura know as she keeps asking about her.
Benjamin and Madeleine
came over this morning, pushing more flower petals through my letter
box. I taught Benjamin some more words in English; flower, butterfly
and cat. He was keen to help me stake up the hollyhocks which have
blown over in the wind.
Practised
this afternoon at Alexander's. Rodrigo brought Tatiana and Paulo
along, plus Kieran, a young English boy of about fifteen. Rodrigo and
Tatiana have a habit of both speaking at once and whilst Kieran and
Paulo were kicking a ball around the garden they explained he's has
been living with his mum and younger brothers and sisters on the
campsite for around six months. Two weeks ago his family returned to
England to sort out some business, but left Kieran behind. Rodrigo
and Tatiana felt sorry for him and have since basically adopted him.
They have enough to deal with themselves, but this is a typical
example of their kindness.
Kieran
was very quiet at first but became quite animated when the subject of
music came up. He knows a lot about metal and heavy rock,
particularly Nirvana, Foo Fighters, and Alice In Chains, even earlier
bands such as King Crimson and The Pixies. He had brought his guitar
along so he played Under the Bridge by The Red Hot Chilli Peppers -
very talented.
We
had a quick run through our pieces; just Alexander Rodrigo and me as
Ines is away for the whole of August. This seems to really annoy
Alexander; "Bloody singers - always got an excuse!" Even
when we took our coffee break out in the garden, he continued to moan
about her and then started to complain about his job. No wonder
Simone was out shopping for the day.
Tatiana
complained about how crowded the campsite has become. The
entertainment every Saturday night is the same accordion player and
singer; probably friends of the owners. With so many camper vans and
caravans on the site there is hardly room for them to move. A few
nights ago she woke up about three, looked out of the camper van to
see floodlights and police cars everywhere. There seemed to be a raid
taking place. She was sure the Dutch woman with the poodles is
somehow involved; convinced she's an "international drug
smuggler". Rodrigo laughed and told her not to be so silly.
Kieran
joined in with the next practice session before we packed up. I later
wondered what his family are up to, and when (or if) they will be
back.
This
evening I went through my twitter account and updated my Facebook
page. I had to spend a lot of time uploading the interview with Laura
as some of it got cut off when I first put it on You tube. Finally
got it sorted it out now.
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