Dear reader,
I’m sure you’re waiting with bated breath for my news from the fruit picking. Unfortunately I can’t tell you much about that since they won’t let me go out into the fields with the transportation man. Instead I have to stay at the house with the catering woman all day. Admittedly, this isn’t too bad because the house has lots and lots of toys to eat.
But I’m still curious to see what exactly is going on out there and just why Transport’s clothes are always so wonderfully dirty when he comes home. I hear that this will go on for another two days so maybe I can give Catering the slip and investigate.
What else can I tell you? My cousins are a riot and a half, especially the tallest one. She is hilarious. I can’t stop laughing with her.
Last weekend lots and lots of people on bicycles came through town and Catering and her sister served them wine.
Some of the people on bikes were wearing strange old fashioned clothes but others looked very professional, like my cousin and her transportation guy.
Hopefully I can bring you some more news from the fruit pickings next but first I have to take my nap.
Ciao! (That’s how they say ‘bye’ here. Doesn’t it sound wonderful?)
[…] Last time we spoke I told you about missing the grape harvest which was unfortunate but rectified during the picking of the olives now when the catering lady took me along to show me how it’s all done. I was quite a dab hand at combing those trees! […]