Dyson with death

So I was not at my best yesterday, after the fine array of wines drunk the night before, indeed I felt like death this morning, it was so bad that I though the grim reaper had come to get me, I had to beat him off with vacuum cleaner, talk about Dyson with death.

Wayne Brown, founder and head honcho at the rather wonderful local on-line news portal FR2day is more educated that I thought. Nowadays he wears any number of hats as my picture below shows. Yesterday on Facebook, he listed his academic achievements, which amount to a diploma from Tottenham College Of Technology.  The fact that Tottenham has or had a College was not known to me, nor was the skill required for the “Abrasive Wheels Regulations 1970”.  The diploma goes on to say that he is “competent to undertake the mounting of grinding wheels”.

Now I don’t want to belittle the man, but what kind of career path is that? I can’t see the careers office at school (assuming he attended school) saying “Wayne, what you need to learn about is the mounting of grinding wheels”, mind you it was Tottenham and I guess careers locally  were more likely to lead to prison than to gainful employment.

Wayne Brown, famous now for grinding and mounting

Last night to dinner with Blue Water supremo Peter Bennett and delectable wife Julie, but before that, several other guests who had planned to descend on the Web (our outside bar area)  for a sharpener before trotting off around the corner to the Bennett residence, chickened out.  They must know that once in the web, it is very hard to leave. Pete was trying to reduce the stock of magnums of2006 Crand Cru Classe Haut Medoc which he bought at auction at the recent Mougins School Gala, and found willing accomplices to help him drink a couple of them in myself and Mr Paul Thornton Allan of The Big Picture, who was like me still feeling the effects of Tuesday nights wineathon. However, we are both made of stern stuff, so we soldiered on.

Yesterday I received some intemperate comments and emails about my tongue in cheek  suggestion that top quality red wine was too good for the fairer sex. For some reason I cannot explain, there seem to be some women that claim to like a decent red, so in future, to satisfy this previously unsuspected and preposterous proposition, I need to look out for some extra small wine glasses. This theme was debated at dinner last night, whilst the chaps were enjoying a proper cigar on the terrace after the meal. I wondered where it would all end. Are the girls going to take up the smoking of fine cigars next? After all, as was mooted last night, but even I dare not attribute this to anyone, but tradition dictates that it is the men who smoke and the girls that wipe the ashtrays. That should get a few more comments coming in! Girls, there is a comments icon at the bottom of the page, I will publish any comment that is not obscene.

I shall be making the final preparations this morning for Le Tour De Finance sponsored by Currencies Direct this afternoon starting at 5.30. If you are in the area, come and see what is happening and get a free glass of wine. There will be loads of experts in almost all financial field to help you live in France more easily, and Helen Humphrey will be there demonstrating some painting and will have some of her sought after canvases for sale, Its at Les Paradis Des Oiseaux, opposite the Etang in Mougins, near Le Parc de Mougins. See you later!

Chris France