The thanks I get…

This past weekend, my colleague Cyril a.k.a. Tryphoon held a Bastille Day celebratory BBQ at his house. Despite the Franco theme, Cyril decided to serve Pimms, a very English tradition. All was well. I decided as the polite and curteous guest that i am, that an extra bottle of Pimms would be the perfect thing to bring, as one thing many personal experiences have taught me, one bottle is never enough. The party was a a lot of fun and the Pimms was a great reminder of home!

I log onto Tryphoon’s website this morning to read an entertaining account of the BBQ, only to find that this is the way I am thanked! (note the link title)

 

Bloody French!