Mum, some of you will know, is a fluent speaker of Francais as well as an avid reader, so it's normal for her to pick up an attractive book when she sees one for sale, be it in French or in English. One caught her eye in Paris recently, which features her own name in the title. When she turned it over and read the cover summary she was delighted that it turns out to also feature Dad's name! What a coincidence - a romance linking their names.
Dad (not anything like so good at French) also liked the sound of it, when he read the "blurb" and saw that "(Dad), c'est le superbeau mec de trente-cinq ans, un brin reserve, avec le petite touche d'humour qui fait toutes craquer."
A cold shower of rain brought in on a Nor'easterly sends us scurrying for cover from our walk tonight, sprinting home to light the fire. We are all warmed though by thoughts of Summer, when our receipt comes through for the deposit on this year's narrow boat holiday. Yes, folks, back to Sowerby Bridge and the Rochdale Canal.
Posh Grooming Day minus 1 (and counting)
Have a great weekend