“That
coach that just went past had Susan written on the side.”
“A
coach called Susan.”
“Wasn’t
there a film called that?”
“What?”
“A
coach called Susan?”
“No,
that was a Streetcar named Desire.”
“Ah,
that’s the one”.
We were stuck in a bouchon on the
ring road of Paris and conversation was becoming desperate. At half four in the afternoon city traffic
was always going to be a problem. We had
stopped at McDonald’s in Limoges (sorry Sarah and Cro) for a cheeseburger lunch; I got a free balloon
and the coffee was very good. Tonight
we are staying in a Premiere Class budget hotel and dining out later at the
Buffalo Grill. All very cheap, quick, efficient
and absolutely soulless.
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| Dorka was everywhere |
The cucumber plants are in the back of the car and coping very well with the
long journey. Paul planted out the young
tomato plants in the potager yesterday but the cucumber seedlings are just too
small and tender to plant out. So they
have come with us. By the time we return
to France in a week or two they will have travelled some 1500 miles. The Traveling Wilburys have got nothing on
my Travelling Cucumbers.
You could mention a fish called Wanda too. Add that the mix.
ReplyDeleteNow that would be crazy.
DeleteLucky cucumber.
ReplyDeletePaul will be sad if they don't survive.
DeleteWhat is Dorka? Is it perchance Emmanuel Macron's nickname - as in "Dork" but with the "a' at the end rather than the beginning? Those crazy French!
ReplyDeleteIt was everywhere. Some graffiti artist of the Île de France I guess.
DeleteDedication or madness. I would have stuck them in a bucket of water in the sink and hoped for the best.
ReplyDeletePaul had raised them from seeds. He couldn't leave his babies behind.
DeleteI absolutely love the idea of your cucumbers traveling with you.
ReplyDeleteThey are sitting on my window sill now.
DeleteI planted out my Courgettes yesterday, they had plenty of rain to settle them in. May I recommend the Ibis hotels; just that tiny bit up ladder from Premiere Class.
ReplyDeleteI think we might come back on the overnight ferry, the M25 was a horror today.
DeleteYou can't call your cucumbers a kilometer zero product anymore.
ReplyDeleteGreetings Maria x
They fancy themselves as seasoned travellers now!
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