Packing advice: don’t forget your bread knife (Rousse)

I would have loved to have been a full team member for the project cooked up by IS and MG, but my role ended up to be more of an observer than that of a full participant. At best, my contribution could be conceived as similar to that of an extra in a Disney parade.

When all the activities were over, it was time for me to pack up and go home. Some of my belongings were back at IS’s flat. There I found G and a workman busy with DIY. They were touching up the paintwork, and attempting to remove green algae from IS’s private swimming pool.

While they got on with their work I hunted down my long black leather boots and two pairs of socks. Helpfully IS shouted after me “Don’t forget the your bread knife too!” I am sure that I would have left it behind otherwise.

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