cyrian

It was my neighbour who sent these to me. Do you think that he was telling me something?

cyrian

cyrian

BuckinghamshireBoy

Cyrian, are you actually in an apartment bloc if I may ask? I'm loving these by the way...

cyrian

Yes
I might add that we have really nice neighbours with whom we socialise frequently.
We have enjoyed 7+ hour lunches where the apero was in their cave which was a real cave in the tuffeau limestone a few minutes drive away.
We were offered a 60-year old bottle of Vouvray followed by a 30-year old bottle.
The sisters upstairs from us offered us a Chateau Petrus 1983 as part of the lunch. (retail value 600€ - 1000€ per bottle).
The french neighbours have taken us into their hearts.

BuckinghamshireBoy

Hi hi, superbe!

I don't want to take this off topic (despite it being considered as one of my specialties) but...

I was only in my first apartment for four years - seven floors, two aparts per floor, buanderie en-bas. I dis-remember the nickname that we gave to Mme la Concierge, but she was the keeper of the buanderie key and she used to maintain a hand-written schedule of who had booked which half day laundry slot, which was posted inside the buanderie, evidement.

At roughly the same time as I offered to take on that task (Excel spreadsheet posted in lobby) my then girlfriend bumped into a neighbour who said that he'd managed to clone the buanderie key, could we work together?

We had a lot of fun with those neighbours; we never got near Petrus, but weirdly always seemed to book adjacent full-day laundry slots...

cyrian

Voice activated lift in Scotland - courtesy BBC Scotland

cyrian

French attitude to the FISC?

BuckinghamshireBoy

@ cyrian I may never enter a lift again without smiling.

Meanwhile, back in Gotham City...

BEVS

Best thing I've seen in ages.

Tweedpipe

BB
An excellent, and very true cartoon illustration of exactly where we are today. As I've mentioned in the past, it's really like something from an outlandish Monty Python script.
The following too made me smile:



Next time I meet someone I can't fathom, I'll refer to them as a cockwomble. They probably wont know if it's a compliment or an insult.

KJMW

I worked with someone for years and his name is Ian. Then for reasons unknown he suddenly became 'Carlos'. It was months before I realised it was because his car had been nicked!!!

Tweedpipe

If you don't like groan-worthy jokes, read no futher.
A fellow known as KJMW calls a chimney sweep to get his chimney cleaned. The sweep checks it out and says he can do the job for 500 euros.
"FIVE HUNDRED EUROS!" cries KJMW. "For that amount I can do it myself, have a shower and then go out for an excellent fois-gras meal with a good bottle of Beaujolais!"
The sweep chuckles and replies, "OK, soot yourself!"

Tweedpipe

Re-reading the above, before I get told-off for an equally groan-worthy typo, that should of course have read 'foie-gras'.
And on the subject of Santa and chimney sweeps:

cyrian

Many years ago my OH went into a restaurant for lunch.
They had kindly translated the menu into english with both languages on an A-board on the pavement.
The menu included foie gras and lardons which they had translated as "times fat and plugs".
Probably didn't get many orders from anglophones.
We always ask for menus in French - it is easier to understand.