Sheepishly she sneaks back in...wearing lasts nights clothes as well

Okay, I'm tardy. Nothing is new here. But even I am shocked at the level of tardiness I have displayed here over the last few months. I can only say that second term was hard. And intense. And exhausting. In fact, I think I stopped being anything other than a Lecoq, clown type machine. This pattern of behaviour continues into third term but I am going to try and behave on here from this day on.

I said try.

And so, you cry, what has happened all this time you've been neglecting us? And I respond. Stop lying you buggers, who cares? And quickly move onto the anecdotes we all prefer.

French men don't actually wear stripes. Well not in Paris they don't. French women, however, do. Red wine makes for a nasty hangover. And red haired women used to be burnt on the stake as witches who slept with the devil. Proof of sleeping with the devil was ginger pubes, left as the devils marks. Interestingly this was just women. But on the other spectrum, red hair is the colour of Bloodline children born of Jesus Christ and Mary Magdalene so I think that means it gets cancelled out.

So in the knowledge of my new found Holy status as one of Jesus's children I think I can be forgiven for my tardiness. And for sleeping with the devil.