Day: April 20, 2011

Never give a rifle to your sister. This is a significant and painfull lesson that I learnt.

Pop! (73/365)

Admittedly the rifle was one of those spring loaded cork guns. Right about now you may be asking yourselves how does a cork gun impart a painful lesson ? Well the story goes like this. Me and my friends were playing cowboys and indians in the garden of our house in Lewes. My sister had convinced us boys that she should play too. So big brother does the right thing and lets her have the rifle. I'm creeping around the corner of the canyon (brick wall) when I am confronted with one of them pesky injuns (sister) holding a stolen winchester (cork gun) rifle. Thats it, I'm a gonner. All Big Chief Sitting Bull has to do is pull the trigger. Thats when my sister hit me with the rifle. Right, slap bang on my forehead. Lesson learnt. I have never, ever, given her a rifle since that time. So far, after 40 plus years, my skull is intact.

enseigne du restaurant “Chez Clément”

Oh Wow. There have been so many good restaurants in so many cities. If I had to choose then I think the venue would have to be Chez Clement on the Avenue des Champs-Élysées. I would be dining with my wife and we would have a table in the main window area.. The time would be about now so that it would be a nice warm spring evening and the table would be open to the street with the Arc de Triomphe a short way off. A beautifully illuminated backdrop for a spot of people watching. The food would be irrelevent. We have eaten here with friends and last year we took my granddaughter to Paris and of course made a certain that we ate here again. They served her a fabulous chicken dish, presented in a very ornately arranged crepe. The food is always very good here. I would recommend a visit if you are ever in Paris….. http://www.chezclement.com/

In the early pearly morning…

Of the two I would prefer to be a great singer. To be able to emotionally move other folks just by singing has to be one of the greatest gifts one can receive. And no instruments required, other than the human voice. I know dancers can show emotion in their movement but I have yet to see a dancer that actually moved me to tears. On the other hand, I have become watery eyed on many occasions when listening to a really great song. Sometimes it will be the words that move me. Sometimes, it is the manner of the singing, which is why music and song transcend national/language boundaries.

The front door key. Because without it I can't get back in. More to the point neither can my wife. Typically I drive her to work so if I forget the front door key we are both locked out as her key is on the ring attached to her car keys. Sorry, is that too obvious.

I actually enjoyed my latter years in school but to answer the question…… NO

No I won't be going back to school. I don't think I have the stamina. Just trying to keep my grandchildren in school is proving to be a momentous task. The schools in this area leave a lot to be desired and as a nation I believe we have lost focus, educationaly.