July 14, 2014

Margo and Theophile left this morning just before the rain hit... Bob still supine and malcontent. All quiet.
A sorry procession for this years Bastille day - rain not much of an inducement to form battalions and march with the citizens, as the national anthem would have us do. Before watering our gutters with the blood of our enemies, naturally. 
See the link for full words with English subtitles. In fairness I've never met a Frenchman who approves of it, I'm always 'hushed' when I try and sing it. Might be my voice though. 

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