When we finally surfaced in the afternoon, I had a little coffee with some brioche then went back to the cottage to help Philip with the weather station. We ended up giving in on that and instead sitting around drinking tea and doing stuff. Apparently, the fouine slept on the Jag last night!!
I headed back to Brian's house with some clean clothes and things to wear, to meet Ick's new victim, Julien. He's rather lush so I took him with me when I went to the Ecomarché in Piégut to get some salad and champagne. The champagne came in the gayest little bottle cooler (red and gold) so I bought a couple. I flirted horribly with Julien and got flirted with back. Hm.
Pierre and Sam found a cepe. Only one, but we're sure there'll be more.
The evening was good. Brian had wimped on the cooking (quite rightly) and had had Sarah do nine pizzas and a huge bowl of fries which came to the grand total of 310FF. They were astonishingly nice pizzas as well. I flirted more with Julien (I'd organised the table to my advantage) during the meal and lots more afterwards. Ick and the rest headed upstairs to do some more singing and banding (William got his shirt off so I took a photo!) so I was left to entertain Julien.
I'd considered being a bit of a cunt, actually. I was going to seduce Julien whilst they were playing upstairs (after all, he'd said he wouldn't mind if I raped him in the supermarket) then had the idea to record it on Ick's camcorder (which he was using to video the party) so he only figured it out about three days later when he was watching the film. That would've involved not liking him, though, which I do, even if he is annoying. I'll save that one for someone I really don't like.
Lots of champagne (about 10 litres or something silly) and cigarettes. We watched Brian's birthday present to Ick, Unbreakable which I thought was wank. My kids' voice "I see dead people" went down well during one of the many dull bits. There was some good imagery though, but it was far too mushy and generally over-simplified for stupid Americans. Oh well. We watched some of AbFab series two after that. I hadn't realised that the one in the UK is actually the fourth series. I thought it only went to three plus Last Shout. Hm. Oh well.
My French is doing nicely, thank you (Ton tonton tond ton tonton). I will give up my vices again next week.