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34 comments:
Guitou and Offie will almost certainly know what this is in reality, but no doubt the rest of you can think of alternative explanations...
English holidaymakers show that they haven't quite grasped the concept of Boules.
Picasso and Braque play boules.
That would be Braque in the camo trousers, you think?
Camo? Those are the historic Violin And Candlestick print plus fours.
Caption? I'm speechless.
speechless and clueless, quelle faiblesse!
If you keep throwing the dice so hard that the numbers fall off we'll never decide whether to storm the goblin castle or go back to the forest and find the troll king!
"See, I told you these ones wouldn't roll back down the hill."
illegal gambling for sure, pretending it's "la pétanque"
when it' more like "la paix tant que tu gagnes"-
Guitou,
ouais, carrément les boules.
Meltonian: was that a deliberate echo of the historic "canary yellow? That's Australian Gold my friend?"
Or is life full of echoes?
Billy is the closest to the real explanation, but since when did reality need to intrude?
Reality should only be allowed to intrude if it brings cake.
But now I look again and think, "that's a crap powerplay in a game of craps", Tony.
mimi,
i think you are close too but it's a roll of the dice, some say it's a game of boules and that the boules are diced to give evrybody the same chances-Others say it's diced because you may play on a hill....may be not crap but a lot of craps indeed.
reading my own craps I realized I should have acknowledged that the two frenchies let Zeph down gently but surely-In all fairness she is right about Billy,
who may spend his summer holidays a provençal way-
Indeed, Guitou, I can now reveal that this is the game of "boules carrées" played in the charming and very steep medieval village at Cagnes sur Mer. They have a World Championship, no less, every August.
The idea being that this version can be played on a sloping terrain. Though since they have a perfectly good flat pétanque space at the top of the village, I think this may be more a good excuse for a booze-up...
...and ideally, while watching from one's balcony one might be sipping one of these classics:
French Connection
5cl cognac
3cl amaretto
Pour the brandy and amaretto into an old-fashioned glass filled with ice. Stir.
Mimosa
6cl fresh orange juice
2 dashes Grand Marnier
champagne
Fill a champagne flute to one quarter with orange juice. Add the Grand Marnier. Top up with champagne. Stir.
Pastis, Zeph, pastis.
Or ice-cold rosé, if you're playing just after lunch.
Altough, I suppose if you're English and you're only watching, you can drink whatever you like. :)
Anything might rise to the surface when the sediment of the Meltonian mind is stirred, Mimi, so it's possible. More likely to be connected to the 'Lady? That's no lady, sir, that's my wife' tradition, I would think.
I wonder how many of those little cubes it would take to build an ark? I'm half-drowned.
exactly:3.276.567.224 for l'Arc de Trillions
Ah, Zeph. Cocktails.
It's been too long without your divine concoctions.
Salud or indeed slainte.
I had a heavenly cocktail recently called a turkish delight, which included rose liquor and grated chocolate, yum! I think maybe some cream and something of a strawberry nature, but not sure of the entire recipe.
Pinkerbell - I think you are obliged to provide full details.
Mims that's as much as I know, except that it should be made by an attractive young Polish gentleman who has has an impressive way with a grater...
"It seems those crazy English use round boules."
Are you all going to remember where you were when Michael Jackson died?
Isn't this a bit weird the way the media are overboard - and on the day when we also heard that Steven Wells died and Farah Fawcet?
I know who I will miss the most.
Last time I came out of a life-changing job interview, I walked into a tobacconist's to buy a phone card ("we're moving to Ireland, dear. In two weeks' time."), and heard on the radio that Président François Mitterand had just died.
This morning, I hung up from a potentially life-changing phone call, lit a celebratory fag, turned on the TV...
Weird.
I was eating a fruit salad,and suddenly a large numbers of sms started pourring into my cell phone-the 1st one "mj thriller dead"-the second one "Charlie Angel got her wings"- And then suddenly a big thunderstorm came through- It was a strange night
Obviously that was a very powerful fruit salad, and not in a good way...
Did the Mitterand notice come from a patisserie in the Rue Jacob?
Great line Mimi, was it intentional-The patisserie you are referring to, has a very significant name:"la Durée"
meaning it last for ever. Something Miterrand obviously didn't.
good to hear your 'potentially life-changing phone call' warranted a 'celebratory fag' Offie, I assume it's the English fag that got it and not the Yankie one, although to each their own and who are we to judge?
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