The Italians are fine. They sit around and drink coffee and go "ciao". There's nothing wrong with that. They make beautiful cars, as long as you have a second (reliable) vehicle (such as a Honda) for when it's raining and the Italian car won't go. The woman have dark hair and dusky skin tone... Every time we go to war with them they run away and surrender without any bother. The French always surrender eventually, but there's usually a bit of effort involved first.
I've never actually been to Italy though. I do have an ambition to see an Inter/AC derby at the San Siro.
It's only an affectation, Jo. I'm sure France can cope with my gentle ribbing, what with having had an empire, trying to take over the world, and possessing nuclear weapons. I don't think she's worried about little old me me...
Just out of sheer curiosity, (cos I'm a nosy bugger) where does this anti-french stance come from? Were you scared by a frogs leg when a young whippersnapper?
It's an example of Vince's sense of sarcasm. Everybody knows that 'Vincent' is a French name, and as he discovered himself, his family originated in France.
So he loves France and all things French, naturally.
Yes I was there, I think somewhere in my archives is a picture of you & Mr Lane on the steps of the hostel spouting forth! That 'chicken' stew that turned out to be rabbit sticks in my memory somewhat!! Jess has got a french teacher as a form teacher at the Ivanhoe - so feel sorry for her. (oh & Mr Male is still there, talking of french teachers)
Yes I was there, I think somewhere in my archives is a picture of you & Mr Lane on the steps of the hostel spouting forth!
Oooh, please send it to me if you ever scan it!
Do you recall we have workbook/diaries to fill in? Mine was done in the stylee of a prisoner in a WW2 prison of war camp, and was full of references to "the escape committee" and "Kamp Kommandant Male" :-)
That 'chicken' stew that turned out to be rabbit sticks in my memory somewhat!!
Ah, I don't remember that. I think that was one of the lesser evils, seeing as it was still tasty and edible. I don't mind eating Thumper/Fiver/Hazel. I recall:
1) the ox tongue. It might sound silly now, but I always thought that "tongue" was just the name of a particular type of meat. I mean, there's no part of an animal called "sirloin", "mutton" or "haslet", is there? Then we got this odd furry, chewy stuff to eat and the full realisation hit me.
2) the prawns. It might sound silly now, but as I grew up poor I had never had prawns. This plate of complete crustaceans arrived, shells, heads, legs, everything. Perhaps my thought at the time will sum up the problem I had: "These are stupidly crunchy with no meat on them - why does anyone eat them?!"
Do you recall we have workbook/diaries to fill in?
I'm sooo sad, I've still got mine, & the one from when we went to Germany the following year.
Oooh, please send it to me if you ever scan it! Alan's scanned most of our old photos, but I'm at work at the mo & obviously they're on the PC at home, so I'll have a look when I get a mo
Heh - I've still got mine too. I've got one box with all manner of bits and pieces in it from my school years in Ashby: school magazines, exercise books, posters, programs, etc. I've also got quite a few of my old school reports. My wife (who was a very good girl and worked hard at school and never misbehaved) finds my reports a hysterical read. Although the *best* school report comment ever goes to Mr Mitchell of the Grammar School, who wrote in my sister's report "Tara and I argue so much it is almost as if we are married!"
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I've never actually been to Italy though. I do have an ambition to see an Inter/AC derby at the San Siro.
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Ooooh, how prescient you were? I wonder how much they paid Zidane?
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I'll come with you, I'd love to see a Serie A match in person.
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I misread that as 'see Inter v Derby at the San Siro' and thought that quite unlikely. Think I need a cup of tea...
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Were you scared by a frogs leg when a young whippersnapper?
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So he loves France and all things French, naturally.
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You know, I've a feeling this dates all the way back to French lessons at Ashby Ivanhoe! What a silly language French is...
Did you go on that trip to Dieppe in our second year? The *horrendous* food we were served up at the hostel there didn't help.
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That 'chicken' stew that turned out to be rabbit sticks in my memory somewhat!!
Jess has got a french teacher as a form teacher at the Ivanhoe - so feel sorry for her. (oh & Mr Male is still there, talking of french teachers)
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Oooh, please send it to me if you ever scan it!
Do you recall we have workbook/diaries to fill in? Mine was done in the stylee of a prisoner in a WW2 prison of war camp, and was full of references to "the escape committee" and "Kamp Kommandant Male" :-)
That 'chicken' stew that turned out to be rabbit sticks in my memory somewhat!!
Ah, I don't remember that. I think that was one of the lesser evils, seeing as it was still tasty and edible. I don't mind eating Thumper/Fiver/Hazel. I recall:
1) the ox tongue. It might sound silly now, but I always thought that "tongue" was just the name of a particular type of meat. I mean, there's no part of an animal called "sirloin", "mutton" or "haslet", is there? Then we got this odd furry, chewy stuff to eat and the full realisation hit me.
2) the prawns. It might sound silly now, but as I grew up poor I had never had prawns. This plate of complete crustaceans arrived, shells, heads, legs, everything. Perhaps my thought at the time will sum up the problem I had: "These are stupidly crunchy with no meat on them - why does anyone eat them?!"
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I'm sooo sad, I've still got mine, & the one from when we went to Germany the following year.
Alan's scanned most of our old photos, but I'm at work at the mo & obviously they're on the PC at home, so I'll have a look when I get a mo
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Whichever team has the biggest boobs.
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That's an *entirely* valid mechanism for me choosing a team, but as this is men's football it's sadly not going to work...
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