Bonnemine, or, This Is Not The Course Wherein I Discover My Softer Side
I have been remiss in keeping you up to date.
Well, I have been busy, I’m sorry.
Thursday we were assigned our clowns.
Saturday we braved the Parisian flea markets.
Today we altered and taped and improvised with kid pens for tie-dye and procrastinated with acrobatics.
“You have a body same like her” he, Philip, says, “You always strong woman”, I smile, “ready to move fridge”, I frown, “you know Asterix?”, I nod, “good, you will be wife of Chief.”
I’m sure there will be a picture to come at some point but in the meantime I leave you to your imagination: