Montpellier IV


There was a bizarre programme on tv this morning. For half an hour a room full of women clad in trainer bras, tight shorts and leg warmers of the sort last seen in Fame danced to an aerobic workout. There was one token man in the group that was always half a beat behind and looked as though this was his first rehearsal. Close ups of bums and boobs. I had to watch it from start to end because I just could not believe it. When I asked about it in class this morning they all as one called out its name. It appears to be a national phenonemum.

This evening I decided to visit the vietnamese restaurant again. There was a sign outside, saying it was open every day except Mecredi. It appears to be closed on Wednesday as well. I settle for the Chinese restaurant next door.

As I am eating I see the parrot man again. He rides a bicycle slowly up the road towards the Place du Comedie. He has a parrot on each shoulder, one on the back of his neck, and at least three on the basket on the back. None of them are caged or restrained. He also has a tape machine playing the same phrases over and over. Perhaps he is training them to be tour guides.

I say goodbye to Montpellier tomorrow. I’ve told everyone that will listen that if ever they need more training…


About snodlander
Snodlander is the nom de plume of Bob Simms. He is an IT trainer, but it's not as glamourous as it sounds. When he's not enthralling classes with adventures through SQL Server, he writes, draws and drinks his own home-brew. Buy his novel on Amazon Kindle at The Young Demon Keeper, It's 74p, for crying out loud!

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