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| "Elle attaque" Kirstie loving the fresh baguette! |
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| Shawni and me in 1987. |
The story.
We lived in Marly-le-Roi, a village to the west of Paris in 1986/7. We would pop into the local boulangerie for our daily baguette and on one of those days, when our French was rudimentary at best, the baker was yelling at us "il attaque, il attaque" and we had no clue what was being said or what was happening.
Eventually we worked out the Shawni had lent out of her pram and was systematically breaking off the tops of the baguettes that were stored in a basket near her pram!
So I was so mindful of this story when we ambled down into the village this morning to buy baguettes and I loved breaking off the tops when Kirstie asked for some. A true circular moment.
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| A morning walk into Salies-du-Salat with James and Kirsten |
