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[orange_foam]

I learned a new acronym last week (the French have one for everything) - PAI, or 'produits agroalimentaires intermédiaires' - which roughly translates as 'ingredients'. I was at a trade fair wholly devoted to them, you see. From cubes of ham to frozen duck livers, they had it all. Our stand was sadly lacking in, errr, anything at all, really. I

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Seriously?

[stesallthat]

Ah, the Irish College and their bizarre Sarko-esque approach to policing.

Whoever moved the giant glass ball deserves a medal, that's the best idea ever! I wonder did they just roll it into the lift... I would have thought that would have overloaded it.

I'm so jealous, I was never invited to the embassy. Just wait till I'm a successful Parisien [to be distinguished from the Americanised 'Parisian', obnoxiously pronounced "Pareeshun"] journalist, then I want a parade. No, a pony! No, a parade...

Re: Seriously?

[orange_foam]

The strange thing is, there are now THREE perspex balls in the lift lobby - the large one suddenly has two baby-sized companions. Weird. Half of Paris was invited to the embassy. Like, OOOOOOH my GAAAAWWWD.

Re: Seriously?

[stesallthat]

You that's what happens when you breach a glass ball's personal space, right? It's like feeding Gremlins after midnight. Or maybe it's pouring water on them, I can never remember. The one that makes them procreate rapidly.

I wonder what the Irish College was like if you gassed all the current staff, and put in better/cleverer ones? Or they could run it like America's Next Top Model , where one gets voted off each week? Nicola could be Tyra Banks.