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Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Patisserie

When the tour of the various shops was complete the window of Maison Blanc proved too much of a temptation. The Silver Vixen dragged the Gorse Fox through to the inner sanctum where she forced him to share a pot of tea and a blueberry and lemon square. He resisted as best he could, but it was no use.

As we sat and chatted it dawned on the Gorse Fox that there was an abomination which only occasionally impinges on his consciousness. This abomination has obviously escaped from one of the deeper circles of hell and it had taken up residence in the music player. Just as the fallen angel is know as Lucifer, so this is known as the Accordion. As we sat, the insidious beast wailed away in the background disguised as mood music. Like Country & Western, this should be put a stop to. It is neither appropriate nor acceptable in good, polite society.

As the Gorse Fox was pondering these truths an elderly lady, sitting next to us, interjected into our discussion of February weather. Firstly, he should make apologies, she was partly Welsh - but she then proceeded to ramble in a series of coherent but completely unconnected thoughts for the next thirty minutes. Her excuse seemed to be her heritage (see above) and the fact that she was 59 on Saturday. GF was taken aback. He was 59 yesterday. Is the onset of decrepitude that quick? Has he really only got until Friday? Time will tell.

Gorse Fox paid for the tea and pastries, and also paid for the "old" lady. Unnerved, he made apologies and we left.
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