Bins out on a Sunday?

At last, a day off from the social maelstrom that has overtaken us in the last few weeks, the idea being to wean us away from alcohol, I drank a virgin mary, that is to say tomato juice with all the Bloody Mary trimmings but vitally, without the usual vodka, and that nice lady decorator took a tonic water, hopeless attempts to fool ourselves we were actually weakened but then she had a glass of wine, so some of us have willpower, others do not. For me a day without alcohol was attained.

During my walk in the Valmasque this morning, I think I found the 400 year cork oaks that are supposed to be in a secret location in the forest. As it is a secret, I cannot reveal where they were, unless the usual fiver finds its way over to me in the traditional way. Here is a picture of it (or them)

Cork oaks at a secret (unless bribed) location in the Valmasque.

My angloinfo blog theme developed the WANKROYWAG yesterday, where I was able to vent my spleen about the whole caper, and it is gratifying to see my miserable ramblings amongst the most read of their blogs. There must be some very angry people out there.

So a rare night in, spent in front of the television watching reruns of Allo Allo. I commented that Gordon Kay, the actor who plays the cafe owner Rene looked a bit weird, with his eyes seemingly looking in different directions, a bit like Marty Feldman, after making a good recovery from an accident when a piece of wood went through his wind screen and lodged in his head. He was lucky to be alive and was in a coma for some time. I wonder what the doctors said to him whilst unconscious, maybe “allo allo”? Listen very carefully, I bet they said it more than once.

For the rest of this working week I shall be hard at work preparing for the Currencies Direct staged “Le Tour De Finance” which will be setting up at Les Paradise des Ouseaux, a splendid venue near Le Parc de Mougins overlooking the Etang, which is apparently on the market for a mere 17 million Euros, as long as you don’t want all the land. The event will be stuffed full of experts in all areas of finance, banks, mortgage chappies, insurance, even translators, in fact everything you need to be able to live in France comfortably. To make it even more attractive it is free to get in and it is at apero time with aperos and nibbles free as well. To make it even more interesting, renowned local ex pat artist Helen Humphreys will be there, perhaps dabbling in a bit of painting. Posters will be appearing near you soon. You must all attend, I know where you all live.

On Sunday I bumped into John Balodis from Valbonne Online and lovely wife Jayne showing off 3 week old new addition to their family. What was a little worrying is that after less than a month of life his new son already has more hair than he does.

I am still as stiff as a board three days after my heroics for Cabris Cricket Club.  When I next see Peter Bennett of Blue Water Yachting, who talked me into the stupid enterprise, he will be in for a kicking, if I can hobble towards him without him noticing and if I can raise my leg high enough to get a kick in.

One final thought for the day, there must have been a change in policy as they don’t usually allow Bins to be taken out on a Sunday.

Chris France