Cast your mind back, dear reader, a couple of weeks to our Paris Blognic. A day of sun, fun, new and old friends, chocolate tart, cookies, Pimm's etc. etc. "Yes, yes, Rhino, so you had a picnic, big deal, get over it," I hear you cry. But WAIT. That same picnic has now been immortalized (my italics) in the pages of that most illustrious publication, the Financial Times. There, that's shut you up, hasn't it? I DO feel slightly disappointed that any reference to my chocolate tart ended up on the cutting-room floor. But you can't have it all and it's always nice to get a mention in a pink-coloured publication. Many thanks to Karen (aka Mimi Pompom) for writing it. And you can read the article here. An autographed picture of me wearing nothing but this flag is also available upon request.
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Sunday, June 24, 2007
*Flashback*
Cast your mind back, dear reader, a couple of weeks to our Paris Blognic. A day of sun, fun, new and old friends, chocolate tart, cookies, Pimm's etc. etc. "Yes, yes, Rhino, so you had a picnic, big deal, get over it," I hear you cry. But WAIT. That same picnic has now been immortalized (my italics) in the pages of that most illustrious publication, the Financial Times. There, that's shut you up, hasn't it? I DO feel slightly disappointed that any reference to my chocolate tart ended up on the cutting-room floor. But you can't have it all and it's always nice to get a mention in a pink-coloured publication. Many thanks to Karen (aka Mimi Pompom) for writing it. And you can read the article here. An autographed picture of me wearing nothing but this flag is also available upon request.
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