Showing posts with label PASQUA. Show all posts
Showing posts with label PASQUA. Show all posts

Friday, April 5, 2013

FRIDAY FRENCH LESSONS




WE'RE ALMOST DONE TELLING OUR FRENCH TALE.
A FINAL MONTAGE, IF YOU'LL FOLLOW US, 
ACROSS THE SOUTH AS WE ARRIVE AT EASTER.
AND WE TAKE SOME LESSONS FROM OUR FAIR FRENCH FOLK, 
BECAUSE EASTER IS A TIME OF REFLECTION, AND WE SHOULD BE GETTING WISER AS WE GET ON IN YEARS

WE LEARN THAT CLICHE FRENCH DOORWAY IMAGES ARE INEVITABLE AND ESSENTIAL


WE GET SCHOOLED IN STONE,  TERRA COTTA AND SHADES OF ROUILLE:

WE LEARN THAT EVERY HILL TOWN HAS A FRIENDLY CAT OR TWO

WE LEARN THAT NOTHING CAN TOUCH THE MAJESTY OF A ROMAN EGLISE
WE LEARN THAT THE PINK ORCHARDS PROMISE SPRING
WE LEARN ABOUT SIMPLICITY, THE DEVIL IN THE DETAIL

WE TAKE IN DREAMY WATERCOLOUR LANDSCAPES

WE LEARN THAT, THOUGH THERE'S SOME WIND, WE'LL EAT OUR OYSTERS AND OUR ANCHOVIES AL FRESCO, THANK YOU VERY MUCH
(FERREOL AND ISAURE AGREE)
CONTINUING THE COLOUR CONTRAST MASTER CLASS

AND THEN IT IS TIME TO PREPARE FOR PAQUES, 
AND WE ARE BROUGHT TO A PINK CHAPELLE AND ASKED TO HELP A LITTLE
                 WE LEARN THAT EVERYONE HELPS,EVEN IF YOU SUCK AT FLOWER ARRANGING, THE NUNS WILL BE VERY PATIENT WITH YOU.  
AND THEN WE HAVE A MASS IN THE PINK CHAPELLE, PEPPERED WITH CANDLES AND SISTERS SWEET CHORUS OF VOICES. 
AND WE LEARN, EVEN IF ITS MIDNIGHT BY THE TIME YOU FINISH MASS, YOU CAN ALWAYS MAKE DO WITH WHATS IN THE FRIDGE. BIT OF SOFT CHEESE? HAM? VIN? BOOM. PASQUA PARTY. (REMEMBER FEEDING THE FIVE THOUSAND? ITS KIND OF LIKE THAT):


AND WE LEARN THAT WHEN WE ARE SLEEP DEPRIVED, WE LOOK REALLY AWESOME

AND EVEN IF YOU DIDN'T HAVE TIME TO SHOWER FOR EASTER SUNDAY, PROBABLY NO ONE WILL NOTICE, OR CARE MUCH, BECAUSE THE SUN IS SHINING
WE LEARN THAT FRENCH KIDS REALLY ARE THE COOLEST DRESSERS

WE LEARN THE PROPER EGG HUNTING TECHNIQUE FROM FERREOL:
(YOU HAVE TO RUN IF YOU WANT TO GET TO THE CHOCOLATE)

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

FRENCH DRESSING: PART I


THIS IS AN EASTER STORY, WITH MANY PARTS,
WHERE WE FIRST FLY TO PERPIGNAN TO ESCAPE THE LONDON CHILL,
EAT GIZARDS IN THE SUN,
SOAK UP THE COLOURS OF THE SOUTH,
DRIVE ALONG THE COAST AND THROUGH TO SPAIN, JUST FOR THE HELL OF IT,
TOUR EVERY EGLISE AND CHATEAU AND FORT WE CAN FIND,
EAT LE FROMAGE AND DRINK LE VIN (BIEN SUR),
MAKE FRIENDS WITH NUNS AND HELP THEM ARRANGE FLOWERS FOR EASTER MASS,
WHICH WE CELEBRATE WITH A BONFIRE,
PLAYING IN VINEYARDS,
WITH MANY A BABY ON OUR HIP,
COUNTLESS APERO, ETCETERA,
AND RETURN FEELING VERY RESTORED INDEED.
BUT LET'S NOT GET AHEAD OF OURSELVES. 
WE BEGIN HERE: