Our House Is Definitely Not In Paris (2015) - Plot & Excerpts
Whether or not he thinks we are crazy for such a colossal undertaking, he keeps such thoughts to himself. Although we are far behind in our paving project, we would not nearly have made the progress we have without his hard work. Before our working week gets underway, Jean-Louis comes at seven on Saturday night to check the plans for the forthcoming week. We are impressed that he does so in his own time. When Monday swiftly starts, just like the church bells striking at seven to signal a new week of beaucoup travail, you can tell the time by the punctuality of Jean-Louis’ timely arrival. The bells toll, his voiture pulls in between our stone pillars. As always, Stuart has prepared the work site and the concrete mixer is already busily churning its first Monday morning batch. The bell emphatically tolls — seven, seven, seven — over and over. There is no possibility of not being aware of its imperious summons to work. By Friday morning, I know that our triumvirate of ‘Bonjour, ça vas?’ will be tinged with weariness for all three of us.
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