Dingo the Dissident

THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions, an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since 2008 .

Friday, 25 January 2013

Parlez-vous franglais ?

The gargantuan, gargouillesque man
with perfectly-fitted dentures
sitting opposite me
(First Class) on the TGV*
wore a jacket proclaiming
COMBAT OF NORTH POLE.
EXPLORING ADVENTURE!

*Train à Grande Vitesse, or high-speed French train,
on which, on this occasion, first-class seats were only
three euros more expensive than second-class.
(The Toulouse-Paris journey via Bordeaux
cost only €32 and lasted 5½ hours.)

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