...of mice & men.
The schemes of the former seem to be going rather well. Our guest takes the bait laid outside the trap as a test but ignores all the tasty morsels within.
Our plans yesterday, on the other hand, were doomed from the start. The skiing idea was already thrown into question by la bienheureuse's injury. However, as we'd already paid (albeit a heavily subsidised fee), we decided to go so that I could ski while she spent the day relaxing, doing some gentle swimming, or similar. Thus, the alarm went off at ten to six, we drove to the pick-up point through the rain and awaited the coach, which duly arrived.
First sign of a problem, the tour rep tells everybody there are 4 bodies more than places on the coach. We thought about volunteering to drop out but decided to board anyway in case someone else hadn't turned up. However, on giving our names to the rep, he says "Ah, you're les anglais? You aren't registered because your social club organisers gave us too many names."
It wasn't clear who had decided this, but it seemed we'd been singled out purely for not being French. In truth we weren't that disappointed, having almost decided not to go anyway, but it was still somewhat annoying, to put it mildly, to have been picked on in such a fashion. If there was a problem with numbers, why weren't we told the previous day? The rep did say he could see if there was space on another of the travel company's coaches, but we said sod it, don't bother, went straight home & got back into bed...
The consolation, or so I thought, was that I could go down to the pub in the afternoon, watch the mighty Gunners win, then we could go along to Gerland and watch OL play that evening. Foiled again, firstly when Canal+ decided to switch the match they were showing to the one between two 2nd rate London teams all because the most mercenary French footballer in existence had just signed for one of them. I experienced a slight feeling schadenfreude when he started the match on the bench.
Then of course l'équipe de mon coeur only managed a draw. Not the most enjoyable Saturday in recent memory, though it did end well enough when OL managed a 3-2 win against a team which has apparently been a bit of a bête noir for them.
And today has somewhat redeemed yesterday. Lovely, crisp sunny winter's day here, which allowed us to enjoy a nice walk along the river and in the park. Even the lemurs in the plaine africaine were out squabbling and enjoying the sun.
