Previously on this blog... In episode two, we discovered that a cheap kite, a lazy and uncooperative wind and a stupid dog could only lead to a lot of running up and down hills with little soaring, much spiralling and frequent crashing.
However, this afternoon, by using a kite priced at 99p (rather than 49p in the earlier experiment), soaring was indeed achieved and maintained. At least three dogs looked on in wonder, several children looked mildly interested for a few seconds, no one was garrotted by the kite string and N spent most of the time bumping her pushchair over the grass in order to get the pretend babies to go to sleep.
All the while, the bandstand wafted the sound of a French café over the park, all accordian riffs and brushed percussion. It reminded me of an interview which Billy Joel gave many years ago. He described the tough neighbourhood where he grew up and how, if the local kids discovered that someone was learning a musical instrument (even pianists could be spotted by the books they carried), they would beat them up. However, if they discovered that anyone was learning the accordian, they'd kill them. This could go some way towards explaining American antipathy to the French.
Today, I have written an extremely short blog posting and have also made no effort whatsoever towards the publication of my books. In my defence, it was a public holiday in this country.
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