Damned, Brie, croissants, cheeses and wine at 10 paces. Oh what a bloody war it’s going to be, with time out for breakfast, lunch, afternoon tea/wine, dinner, naps, and a trip to the head. Just like the French work week - lots of time spent doing nothing. I’m sure the EU is quaking in their Quiche factories.
What? No time out for the fashionable mistresses? What’s a sex farce without a romp with the fashionable mistresses?
What’s this world coming to?