It seems I’m getting a regular visitor from France
at the moment. As much as that pleases me, I have a small reservation. You do
realise I’m English, I hope. Is that OK? I know that our guys did some pretty
nasty things to your people during the Middle Ages, that we left some of your
troops standing on the beaches in 1940, and that the expression ‘L’Albion
Perfide’ is not entirely without foundation. I would be happy to come over
there and apologise in person, but it isn’t practicable since I don’t know who
you are. Will this blog post suffice?
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There’s a line in a Nat King Cole song that runs:
We won’t say goodbye
until the last minute
I’ll hold out my hand
and my heart will be in it
Question: Is that one of the sweetest lines ever written, or
one of the soggiest? Two of my multiple personalities are threatening war over the
matter.
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