Cramming and Planning

With four weeks 'til our departure, I am a walking post-it note. There is a bulk waste collection this weekend. It'll be the first council throw-out I don't scan the streets for old wicker chairs and ping-pong tables.

My friend Julie has assured me, it doesn't matter that I don't speak French. She is a General Practitioner, and did a training term in a Paris hospital some years back. Her French vocabulary consisted of three phrases: " Hello my name is Doctor Julie", "You are having a heart attack", and "Will you go to bed with me?"

 

These CD'S are actually fantastique! Penton Overseas Inc.

"Together's a Crowd". Wonderful French film.

Homework

A friend gave me a going-away present. A book called "A Family in Paris - Stories of food, life and adventure", written by Jane Paech. Her husband was offered work in Paris, and it was there she became a travel writer, "documenting all the wonderful sites, smells and tastes she discovered".

On the first page I opened, the author describes her reading of a French comic book, which she used to improve her "essential French language skills".

She says:
"Guns don't go bang, they go pan."
"If you hurt yourself, you say aie, not ouch".
"The sound of an ambulance siren is pin-pon, pin-pon".
"A crowing rooster does not say cock-a-doodle-do but co-co-rico".