Thursday, January 2, 2014

Everything's already been said, but, since no one was listening, we have to start again.





The man at the vegetable stall in the market asks if I'm Dutch. To be mistaken for something other than British surely a sign that my French accent is improving ?

While I'm shopping some chump parks his Renault Clio a full two inches away from the Skodas driver side doors. This either means waiting for him to return or getting into the car from the passenger side. There are two ways of getting into the drivers seat. A forward diving motion or a reverse manoeuvre around the steering wheel. Neither elegant.  'The font' returns as I'm clambering, backwards, knees in face, over the gear lever. '' Angus. What are you doing ? ". Angus is reminded that the secret to domestic harmony is the ability to bite ones tongue.

Bob and Sophie watch on silently from their position behind the dog guard. Bob has a look of profound interest on his face. ' Can we do this every time we go shopping ? '


19 comments:

rottrover said...

It sounds as though, wisely, Bob and Sophie bit their tongues as well!

Bella Roxy & Macdui said...

Depends on whether the French regard a Scots/french accent as less attractive than Dutch.

XXXOOO Daisy, Bella & Roxy

WFT Nobby said...

Er, clutching at straws there Angus…?

opakowana said...

Not long ago I had someone park this close to my car - their car was over the white line marking the spaces - I left a nice card in the door handle of his car which said - You're lucky I didn't dent and scratch your car, but you're still AN IDIOT!!
Made me feel better :)
p.s. I feel you should please B+S and enter the car in the same fashion from now on - daily exercise which will leave you supple and fit!

Kari said...

Dutch? Was it your pronunciation or possibly your manner?
At least you didn't have to enter via ther rear cargo door. Thank goodness you're thin and fit.

Julie said...

Shame Bob and Sophie couldn't take a photo!

Anonymous said...

What wonderful colours those fruit and veg are.
I am afraid my French still renders the locals crumpled in a heap with laughter.
A friend who settled here some years ago has very good French indeed, but spoken with the broadest South London accent I have ever heard. It is extraordinary, truly has a style all of it's own and I think she is loved for it!
Have a great day.
x

kks said...

secret to domestic harmony….:)
xoxo

tammy j said...

i'm sorry to laugh.
but LOL.
xo

Bentley said...

I love to read your stories. Only wish the PON took a picture.
Thanks, Bentley

fleurlilian said...

Wise and funny comments - love to read your blog and see the pictures - have a great year in Southern France and keep delighting us with your stories - greetings from Southern Italy Susanne, Daisy, Kiri and Dandy

Anonymous said...

You didn't tell her it was new Prancercize move?

Emm said...

Lovely, beautiful veggies, and I, too, am laughing at the mental pictures of your exercise. Be glad you weren't wearing a kilt.

Louise said...

I believe that Sophie could figure anything out. Could you please train her to use the camera.

Bob, I am not underestimating you. Your more calm nature is better suited to posting the puctures on the blog.

VirginiaC said...

Bob and Sophie must have been laughing under their breath as you clambered your way into the driver's seat.
Some folks are so inconsiderate.

Jake of Florida said...

Ah, some images can be simply imagined without any photographic evidence!!!

xxx Joan and Just Harry


Unknown said...

Sounds like the PONs were suitably amused....

KB said...

You make me laugh out loud almost every time I visit!

houndstooth said...

I'm laughing out loud here! Perhaps you could give my husband a few pointers...