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The popcorn, the wine, the Alpine view and ...

One of the real joys of having a family is seeing them all leave, now and again, so you have time alone to do EXACTLY what you feel like. In my case, a recent home alone evening, with balmy weather in the Alps, drove me to one of life’s great pleasures (you might not all agree on the details): a large bowl of freshly popped popcorn, a glass of very good Valais Cornalin red wine, and an excellent novel, for dinner. Forget the vegetables and all the rest. Feet up, the view there during brief pauses as the page is turned.

It was so delightful that I rushed off to get my camera and capture the moment. Here it is!

But when I came out with the camera I noticed a few kernels of popcorn on the ground. That seemed odd. I’d been gone just seconds.

And then I spotted the culprit, a charming cat who’s taken a fancy to my veranda, who had dashed down to the pond and was busily drinking away.

I salt my popcorn. I suspect he was just playing with it and his paws got a little too salty. I do hope he didn’t eat it.

Fortunately, I had left most of it in the pan, so I could start again.

The thief

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