Pray the Lord

Sunday....we shall pray for the Lord and his son Jesus. We did the same thing today by ending up in a brunch cafe in the Marais with Virginie. Charlotte came up later. Then it was just as every sunday I guess, walking round there and bumping into people we knew....Marais the new church (trendy ain't be as it was trendy maybe 15 years ago)........cold very cold in Paris.......it goes straight to the bones and then it started raining. Good thing Dad took pity on me and gave me a lift home.....

Parents.....they are God's greatest invention. 

Sloth a sin or bliss?

nothing today......woke up late after our entrance at 7.00 am from a parisian institution. So just got to be outside having breakfast trying not to wake up Jon. Then came U. and his mate from London ( Was it bring your mate from London Sunday, or did I miss something?). Anyway the new mate, Andy, was a very quiet beef head. To be honest I was surprised about his body shape...felt as if he did have silicon implants instead of pecs. But hey who am I to comment on such things?

But as swimming pétasses have that fishy instinct of being cluttered in a school, as expected we somehow managed to find ourselves in Paris and spend the rest of the day together........One thing I can say, is that if you want to be seen by the "bandes de morues" and other semi wannabe-hotties in the marais, make sure you are in a group of at least 6 souls.......attention guaranted.