Not a lot happening as tonight was to be an early night to see off the last of the cold; it nearly was, its just that Allenna and I got talking over a bottle of Blanquette de Limoux, well-know health drink, and a salad.
Allenna - an American by birth though dual nationality now- represents Canada in the Democrats Abroad team and being jolly clever, was able to try and explain the American electorial process to me. Not sure if she suceeded. All I wanted to know, really, is that Trump aint going to happen.
In the absense of actual actuality, as it were, here is a photo of the parrot trying to trash the studio.
And for your amusement, a quote from a London friend on the subject of this blog;
'Esperaza, the very name confuses. An exotic form
of corset, or a fizzy
drink from
the age before coke? Or
a rebranding of Tilling-sur-Aude?
Location, location ... Languedoc being indicated, I imagined for
an instant
a Cathar
Brigadoon (and you a Parfaite?) which passing
fancy your blog
quickly squelched. Your blog, ah yes, all I have to go on and I go on
it
frequently.
Such comings and goings... gosh, I'm thinking the
Archers crossed with 'Allo 'Allo and a
cast of hobbits
(NB Galdalf at head of your table). '
Made me laugh:) Which whilst threatened by Trump, is a Good Thing.
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