Gouyou over the noise of his tractor as he passed the house that afternoon. He was right. By eight o’clock the lake between the green room door and the shower room was filling relentlessly. Thankful that our friends were not due for another few days, we prayed that it would soon stop and that bef...
My number was engaged and while I waited talking to Claudette I was about to lean on the table behind me when I was stopped by a great shout and throwing up of hands. Looking round I realised that what I had taken to be a white tablecloth was in fact a covering of the thinnest of pastry pulled ou...