Before the church bells strike eight, three men with arms the size that Popeye would envy, have been coming to our home, to work in our garden. They are creating a stone fountain and re doing the old wall, amongst other things.
Each morning we share a cup of coffee. This morning it dawned on me, one of the extraordinary elements of a French man is, that they don’t mind drinking coffee in dainty pretty cups; cups that would make Cinderella blush!
Not only did Popeye’s envy, admire the "charmante" coffee cups, I was even granted permission to take a photo of the hunk’s arm!! A Prince Charming doesn’t get sweeter than this!
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