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Thursday, April 06, 2006

Pavlovian reflex

My soon-to-be-wife called yesterday about our new house and the stuff we want to take over from the previous owners (still can't believe I'm going to be an 'owner').

She called after she went horse riding, and on the background I heard some very familiar noises. Immediately my mouth started to water, because my mind had identified the sound of Belgian fries being tossed around to shake off the fat.

'Are you standing in a fries shop?' I asked. 'Why yes, I had to queue so I decided to call you while I had to wait'.

A true Belgian I am. Especially the mouth watering bit was revealing. In fact, it's happening again as I write this.

Eight more days

Posted by Bart at 9:06 PM
Edited on: Tuesday, April 18, 2006 9:06 PM
Categories: The intrepid explorer


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