A very unhappy family arrived at my cottage for two weeks on Saturday. Their grand tour of Europe was obviously not going as planned, and the cold and rainy weather wasn't helping things. The stolidly built bleached-blond wife looked around at the farm animals in dismay, jumping nervously at the sound of a nearby squawking chicken and shouting at her young son not to touch the dog or cats who had come to greet them.Early the next morning, the bespectacled and harried husband was sent over to demand the return of their deposit. No one had slept a wink! Mother and child had come down with asthma and eczema and needed immediate medical attention!
Their arrival and departure have subsequently been the source of great local merriment, with "asthma and eczema" coming into almost every conversation. Perhaps these downunder suburbanites will provide fodder for the next volume in my Monsieur Monmouton series...
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