Aude , the bi-polar decaratrice, spends her morning sanding the ceiling beams. Then she paints them grey. French Radio is on strike so she listens to the BBC.
The electrician knocks holes in the recently plastered and painted walls. He wanders downstairs to tell me the ceramic hot plate requires 11 kw of power. He then makes a whistling noise and shrugs his shoulders. Taking a cue from his body language I ask if this is a problem. '' That's more than my house is wired for ". Angus is unsure whether this is French humour or an early indication of 'electrical'' problems.
Madame Bay is thinking of going to Chicago and now McDonalds is having a Chicago ' special ' . This appears to be a Big Mac with Worcester sauce. For French palates this must be the dictionary definition of 'exotic'. We order coffees. The PONs sit outside on the terrace by the Ronald McDonald play room and share a biscuit.
Bob and Sophie continue to enjoy life. And why not ? The weathers still cool enough for trips in the car, there are builders to bark at and the electrician lets them taste his emmenthal flavoured crisps.
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Perhaps the red-trousered kitchen designer is still upset over the tap business.
,,,,,or worse....the workshop hasn't made a start yet.......
Emmental flavoured crisps? He can come and rewire our house any day!
Toodle pip!
Bertie.
Maybe your kitchen designer doesn't realise Easter is early this year?
At least your tulips are out!
McDonald's coffee is one of the best tasting out there...in our humble opinion. Emmethal crisps? Delicious!
What, no illicit half croissant again this morning - half a biscuit each is small consolation!The usually happy pair look a little subdued in the back of the car - have all the electrician's emmenthal flavoured crisps gone?
Did Red Trousers actually specify which Easter ?
I don't know, Angus. I just don't know.
I am sure Red Trousers is sulking somewhere in a corner over the faucet issue.....he'll come around.
He probably wants to teach you a lesson, so is planning not to finish by Easter....let's hope not.
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