So I'm going to Paris on Thursday to deliver my conference paper. Much good may it do me. I plan to walk one of Beckett's favorite routes, though I shall not visit his grave in Montparnasse - his work is quite depressing enough.
Listened to a sermon at Evensong tonight - God uses people who grumble, I was told. From where I stand he's been working overtime.
Read a short story by Balzac called 'The Atheist's Mass'. Raised some interesting questions but I was expecting more. Something that cut deeper.
Something rather mischievous
6 years ago
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Good luck in Gay Paris!
Having read that back, it looks like I hope you get some action in a seedy club in Le Marais - although that wasn't my intention. At all.
I'm sure the paper will be well received. Bonne chance, anyway!
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