Lets go Loolala with Lily Anne
Friday 13th Lucky for some
On Friday 13th I had my last swim in the public pool. By 4 pm I knew things were changing rapidly. I spent no less than €120 on groceries in Auchan supermarket to last for at least a month. I was advised on suitable French wines by the Auchan personnel. That’s when I heard that Madrid airport was apparently not accepting flights from Morocco. I knew straightaway that Béa’s holiday plan was scuppered also- Tunisia would have to wait. I thought of my young house sharer in Ireland who was due to get married on 14th March in Madrid.
Saturday 14 March
This was indeed a sunny day and I was invited to dine out in the garden with Béa, Leo, Béa’s daughter Sandrine and her copin Raphael.
The Menu :
Apéritif
Entrée foie gras
Boulinade ( a local catalane fish speciality)
A selection of cheeses (camembert from Normandy, blue from Auvergne etc)
We were in a jovial mood, playing with words and sentences such as:
Blanc sur rouge rien ne bouge White on red nothing moves
Rouge sur blanc Tout fout le camp Red on white Let it all hang out
