Good morning Everybody. How are you today? Are there days when you wonder what the world is coming to? I’m having one of those days and I’m not sure but I’m concluding it might be to a sticky end. However, I’m still smiling and I hope you are too. There’s a bit at the top of the word document I’m writing that says ‘Tell me what you want to do’ I’ve never seen it before but I might click it and see if it has some of the answers… I will let you know if I find anything good… In the meantime, here is today’s little share…
Living on the Edge 155; Art Imitating Life…
When Sylvie had first come across Henri he was lying face down in the gutter covered in turpentine. He had just completed his latest masterpiece, read the critics’ damning disapproval and, as a result, had imbibed the best part of a large bottle of absinthe.He was, in short, very the worse for wear. Not one to shy away from her duty as a fine upstanding citizen Sylvie sobered him up, bought the painting and gave Henri a home right next door to her on the swanky Avenue Frochot. She was smitten.
Life was, at last, looking up for Henri. Taking out his sketchbook he began a fresh, new page. He could really take to this new neighbourhood and lifestyle… If he could only stay off the sauce for a while… xxx