There was I, sitting quietly on the patio with a nice glass of rosé from the vineyard of Gérard Depardieu, when le chat blanc comes up to me and – in a scene very reminiscent of the “Charley Says” public information films of my childhood – said to me: “meow-awo-eeow!” Well, in the short time le chat blanc has been here, I’ve discovered that it pays to listen, because you might learn Something Important!
Le chat blanc was asking me if I had thought about putting up a new page, with this being the intermission between the West Indian Test series, and the Pakistan Test series. And then there was something slightly garbled*, which I took to be a reference to Bob Willis.
Continuing in the same vein, le chat blanc went on to remind me that we really need to thank both the West Indies team and the Pakistan team for coming over this summer. For without them, there would be no Test cricket to follow. And then something about Hope and Glamorgan, but that was totally incomprehensible**.
Well, I thought that this was a splendid idea by le chat blanc, and as we all enjoyed the the first round of Test cricket, I thought the best thing to say was: “let’s go round again.”
Le chat blanc had not heard that tune for quite some time, so I put on some of Dundee’s finest funk. Le chat blanc also appreciated the change from Charlie Parker***, Thelonious Monk and Stax on the turntable, and said I should put the tune up on here for everyone to enjoy. As the saying goes: “you do not train a cat, the cat trains you.”
*I will admit that I’ve not yet fully mastered all the linguistic intricacies of le chat blanc, who seems to have a strange mix of Greek, French and meowing but I grasped enough to pick up ‘Bob Willis’.
** I’ve yet to break the news to le chat blanc about Marnŵs fach not being available.
*** I’ve not yet explained to le chat blanc that Charlie Parker was known as ‘Bird’. I fear for my vinyl collection should I broach the subject and the linguistic calamities that would entail.