Saturday, 14 March 2009
lottalotto
Yo!
Friday night in Tilling?
Lotto!! To raise funds for the school; to buy new
treadmills for the kids perhaps, who knows.
In France you don't do bingo for money- ho, whats the
point -you do it for food. Duck - pair of, with livers -
smoked hams, panniers gourmand (sauvage) -and etc;
fiercely fought.
The mayor was there and the head of the fire department
plus most of the towns notables.
It happens at the school and the Centre Culturelle.
The numbers are drawn at the CC and spoken
down the phone to the school. By an orange telephone.
We played - thats what its called - from 8.00pm till
after midnight. It was knackering and being in French,
baffling.
Et alors? We lost.
At least two of us had sterling headaches at life drawing
this morning but we think thats because we were sober.
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