Kid stuff

2nd April 2018 |

 

Spring is sprung, as Mr Durante used to say, and I’ve been out on my MP3 to taste it. Unfortunately my yellow BMW still cowers in the corner of my garage, because a rare but violent disagreement with an erstwhile friend has left me with a bureaucratic nightmare, but Hey, shit happens and one day it will be resolved. Meanwhile there’s always the bar around the corner for solace.

I was there at the Cafe de la Poste last week listening to some super Brazilian songs, and again on Saturday hoping for more music. This time I was unlucky, the singer was ill, but instead I saw something that is very French and all too rare in other countries – four children sitting at a table, eating their dinner and talking to each other like ordinary, civilised human beings. Thought you’d like to see it.