Sic transit Gloria mundi

Ca va du France.

You may need to refer to

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/International_Phonetic_Alphabet

 

to help you with the pronunciation and to get a better understanding of some of the following

 

Bonjour mon amis

tout le monde est en France

j'ai acheté des fleurs,

des cadeaux que j'ai posté,

j'ai bu du café et du cognac

je suis allé au marché des enfants rouges

J'ai erré et je me demandais

longue vie à mon resistience à à chaque putain de chose sur la planète, sauf putain chevaux, des chiens, des vélos, des gens et des fleurs et des mots ...

A bientot.

It is lunch on Friday, time to go and see the sets used by Woody in his recent French fillum. They are displayed under diffused light as originally intended by mr Monet.

Whoops, I changed my mind.

Musee d' carnavalet caught my eye on the way.

L'Orangerie et Monet will be now Sunday before Mr Sideburns rides in to take Paris.

L'Carnavalet is l'historie du Paris. It houses lots of stuff including the Lutetia artifacts. The 2000 year old wooden canoes are superb.

It was also the home of Madame Marie Sevigne.

She was hot back in the 1600's. Famous for her looks and wit.

 

This is a painting of Saint Bar ba ra. She is in charge of the sheep in rural fwance.

The face and upper body are those of Madame Sevigne. Mme. Sevigne had better legs but was shy about them.

 

At the entrance to the house

 




is the Sun king ( Louis X1V ). The dickhead in the top hat spoke appalling French to a bunch of Australian tourists. I had to translate. They all thought they were at the Louvre....

 

this supposed to represent Napoleon ( more about him tomorrow. I know why he has his hand in his shirt) and his grand armee's wins over struggling smaller sovereign state nations.

I think she is just holding the baguettes above the leaping whippets on the path between the kitchen oven and the masters table.

This the view from Mme. Sevigne bedroom window.

 

 

 

I love a ladybird( this an old photo I had on my jump drive. I think it was taken in 2007 at Wyndham)

 

Mme. Sevigne sleeps this way.

 

In Le Marais the troubles started over the water spout.

 

And the goat got out.

Another drawing of Mme. Sevigne.

this her in mueble and an expensive hair-do.

At the foot of the stairs.

 

I must away. My lectureress has turned up early. I go to learn the napoleonic code.

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