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.......a pot of home made strawberry jam that her sister, Winnie, had sent her from England. Down at the school, the headmistress Mlle Coqamant was showing the older boys how to............

......pen, and told Enid that she had to sign for the package. He lingered, hoping for a..........

...........'Have you got a bulb to fit this torch please?' 'Madame, I fear you are a little, 'ow do you Anglais say, discombobulated, ce matin. This is not a torch, this is a 'personal' item the like of which I 'ave never seen before. I must just show it to my amante Lili Loosenickers, 'oo will no doubt be able to use it for........

.......green wellies and Barbour coats. Meanwhile, Enid Truscott was feeling depressed, lonely and full of lust for Claude the swarthy young blacksmith, so reaching into her bedside cabinet for the item she had secreted there, and fitting it with a new battery, she........................

[quote user="Mel "] On a sunny morning, I can usually be found sitting outside the Cafe des Arts with a glass of Grimbergen whilst my wife sips her coffee and pollutes the air with her fag smoke.......   [/quote]   In that case Mel, the next time we go to market on Saturday, we'll look out for you! Thanks for the contributions to the story [Lighter side/Let's see how long we can keep this thread running] as well - at least a few of us are keeping it going! Peter @ Loché sur Indrois

......dreaming about Enid Truscott, and the run in she had with a local vigneron. What happened was.............

.......lacy pink silk, the kind of material from which Mlle Lafarge's soutien-gorge was made. There was a loud clang as it dropped to the floor, along with the curé's trousers........

.......lacy pink silk, the kind om material from which Mlle Lafarge's soutien-gorge was made. There was a loud clang as it dropped to the floor, along with the curé's trousers........

...........Swarfega was a a wonderful delicacy, especially when washed down with a few pints of..................

.....it's midi, so it's worth going over to the Café de Ville so see if Claudette can oblige me by........

........clearly visible to Pomeranian asylum seekers with glass eyes. Jean Claude, the piegeur was in a ferment.........

...........increase the palatibility of andouilletes. Suddenly the square was full of people, and a passing South American Nadger paused and..........

........that of a US army Hummer. In the general hub-bub Marie managed to manipulate the Maire's.......

..........being a skilled ventriloquist would on entering the PMU, cry out in the Patron's voice 'Free drinks all round' before.............

....if they prefer a quarterpounder or a cheese-burger. Mme Sommier exited from the quincaillerie just in time to see the Maire................

.....at the pissoir in the village square M Robinet, the plombier, and M. Gouttiere, the charpentier, cordially shook...........

.....eating Yorkshire pudding! 'Quoi!! You eat PUDDING with meat?' the Maire asked him, incredulous that such odd goings on should be happening in the grocer's where Jean-Luc was.......

.........didn't even serve croissants for breakfast. M. Brioche the boulanger viewed this anomaly as further evidence of the strange ways of the British, whom he had always...........

.....if they had seen Jean-Luc, the pompier, as Mme Sommier from the quincaillerie had informed him the Jean-Luc had a splendid red-hot poker. The gendarme was looking for something that would restore his wife's ardour in......

....smiling archly........

........Mlle Lafarge, who had just been out for three dozen oysters for the curé's supper. She was hoping for a suitable outcome, and in expectation........

....the pair of large ripe melons bouncing towards him..........

...that Marie, the Maire's trollop, floozed out of the Mairie and flounced off in the direction of..........

...leading to a well known resident being incarcerated in a large batter pudding. Outraged, the clientele of the Coiffeuse..............

.........quincaillerie, where Jean-Luc the pompier was undertaking his twice-weekly tryst with Mme Sommier, a buxom, middle aged woman who................