Sunday, 11 August 2013

Ex-ter-min-ation


- is what a Dalek says in French. I know because I have just heard one.

Sunday, 4 August 2013

Almost an armful - more, in fact.


Imagine my surprise* when, worn out after a long day at work, I scramble** up the steps of the antiquated tram home, grasping the nearest pole to steady myself amid the rush-hour surge, only to realise I have in fact grabbed hold of the tanned and muscly forearm of a nice young man sitting down and resting his chin on his hand.




*shock, swiftly followed by horrified embarrassment, slowly followed by growing interest
**crawl

Sunday, 16 June 2013

No freakin' Ikea


(Looking doubtfully at a pile of parts for an elderly, flat-pack chest of drawers)

Sardine: Are there any instructions for this, or is it just freestyle?

Saturday, 1 June 2013

Mercury rising..maybe not


Suave Frenchy: Do you want to hear a joke?
Me: Always.
SF: In France this summer, the only way you are going to see a thermometer showing at least 37 degrees is by sticking it up your a**e.

Monday, 20 May 2013

On the tiles

(In le petit coin/the smallest corner)

French tiler: What do you do when you are on the toilet?
Me (thinks: God, the French can be so direct at times): um, er, well...you know, same as everyone...er (shuffles feet, looks at floor, embarrassed)
FT: no, no, NO. Not THAT. I mean you look at the FLOOR. That is why tiling the toilet floor is an exacting job, because people stare at it a lot.
Me (faintly): Oh, I see.
FT: I know what people do on the toilet. I don't need to ask, you know. Oh là, là.




Wednesday, 24 April 2013

La Dame de Fer


Suave Frenchy (placing his hand on my arm and looking deeply into my eyes in what I can only imagine is an attempt at empathy): Hay am really sorree about Ze Hi-ron Laydee-uh.

Tuesday, 16 April 2013

Milk-shakey


In the kitchen, calmly unpacking the shopping, I have just put the carton of milk beside the tap and the washing-up liquid in the fridge.

My question is, why do I never do this in any useful way? Eg putting the 48-page article about the structural implications of the decline of liberal internationalism in the fridge and the large box of Magnum ice lollies next to me on the sofa? Why?

Saturday, 13 April 2013

Tooth or consequences


French Dentist: You will need to be careful with your diet for a few days, so steamed asparagus, poached fish or grilled chicken instead of red meat.
Me (painfully):ok.
FD: And as for the aperitif, no red wine, only white wine or champagne.
Me (wincing): Not applicable, to be honest. What about Coca-cola?
FD: No. And no coffee either. You can have the occasional tea, but only through a straw.
Me (thinks ruefully): You would never get a foody talking-to like this in the UK.


Thursday, 28 March 2013

Something fishy


\(On metro)

Small person (pipes up): What is this station called?
Mother: Sans Souci.
SP: Sans Sushi?

Friday, 15 March 2013

Meek Shagger


(just heard this on French radio)

Presenter: So, you and Davvid Cammerron, you are a beet like Kees Reechar and Meek Shagger, no?
Boris Johnson: No. We are more like Wallace and Gromeet.