The way to a woman’s heart
... is through her nose.
... is through her nose.
Even though the cost of gas has shot up in the past six months, Gaz de France (GDF) have been TOLD by the French Government not to raise their prices. Vive la république!
There are few things in life more annoying than waking to discover your nose contains rock hard mucus in the morning. Leaving damp towels on the radiators over-night can help alleviate this problem, and return a degree of maliability to your dawn-time grollies.
The ambassador's parties are noted in society for their host's exquisite taste, plummy accent and schoolboy gait; definitely not for his nutty confections. Shame. I was looking forward to experiencing that 'echellent' moment at my first ambassor's knees-up. It didn't quite feel the same with a mince pie in my hand. Perhaps it was because he's the British Ambassador? A French one would have most definitely had chocolate on the menu. Nutella crepes at the very least. Bringing my 8 month old son along was a good call though. Cute babies are a great ice breaker, especially when they're not screaming, pooing or vomiting. Even the ambassador himself stepped in for a few words with the boy. He ignored me of course, but then I do look like a gate-crasher at the best of times. Perhaps I should get my hair cut? I'm guessing he didn't bank on getting poked in the eye with a sticky finger though, otherwise he wouldn't have come quite so close.