Musings from the Merse
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Try putting that on the approach to the Orchard, Paxton. Or even in the Fishwick Golden Triangle.
Anyhow after a due period of respectful silence, I tried to pick up the overseas version of the Guardian from La Maison de Presse. 'Trop bientot' No English papers before the late afternoon, partly because the newsagents is closed for his light lunch from 12-4. ' Comment tres troisieme monde' I suggested.
He seemed not to understand
Anyhow after a due period of respectful silence, I tried to pick up the overseas version of the Guardian from La Maison de Presse. 'Trop bientot' No English papers before the late afternoon, partly because the newsagents is closed for his light lunch from 12-4. ' Comment tres troisieme monde' I suggested.
He seemed not to understand
Labels: Frogs, SNCF France Hutton, The Guardian, Third World
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Bon Jour, Bon Nuit et Adieu
SNCF is not so courteous as Eurostar we found as we reached the improbably named Saint Nom La Breteche Foret le Marly. This is the end of the line-the Hutton of the Isle de France. As we entered the station the voice said (loose translation) This is it. The End.The Terminus. Your very last station stop. This train is ceasing to be. Dismount immediately and if you are hoping to use the train again=
Forget it.
Nous, Nous ne regrettons rien,
Have a good day.
And the lights went out
SNCF is not so courteous as Eurostar we found as we reached the improbably named Saint Nom La Breteche Foret le Marly. This is the end of the line-the Hutton of the Isle de France. As we entered the station the voice said (loose translation) This is it. The End.The Terminus. Your very last station stop. This train is ceasing to be. Dismount immediately and if you are hoping to use the train again=
Forget it.
Nous, Nous ne regrettons rien,
Have a good day.
And the lights went out
Labels: SNCF France Hutton
