14th of July

Hmm… today is a very important date for many people.

In France, it’s Bastille Day, Le Quatorze Juillet, f ête nationale.  It’s all about the storming of the Bastille, with the uprising of the populace against the monarchy, if I’m not mistaken.  I expect a few people lost their heads to Madame La Guillotine and now it’s the biggest event of the year with lots of fireworks and a good knees-up.  If you happen to be a heterosexual female in Paris on the eve of 14 July, a good tip is to get yourself invited to the Firemen’s Ball in Le Marais.  Nuff said.

In our household, it’s Husband’s birthday…. so also a pretty big event with a few little pétards and a knees-up.

Husband has finally retreated to the Land of Nod, which means I can sneak around the house finding his presents that have been secreted in various places and arrange them on the table, ready for when he makes his appearance in the morning.  Sadly, the only person likely to be up when he rises is the hungry StellaCat who will be padding down the stairs after him in anticipation of her breakfast.  She will have no concept of what an important day it is and will not be treating him like royalty.   He has decided to go off to work early so that he can, in turn, come home early for family celebrations.  He is my most faithful reader, so if you are reading this at work today, then:

Happy Birthday, Lovely Husband of mine!