Well, if they were, CS, they must have shinned up over the walls and avoided the CCTV and les chiens sauvages.
I was looking forward, with my classical chapeau on, to savouring the statues as well as the pictures?
But if you all want to sail away, happy to do so.
#easygoing
Sounds like a load of spherical objects to me! Baiser Fanny indeed ! 
Are we ready to move on to Marseille tomorrow?
Did you know that pétanque is very popular there? No, neither did I. Like Morris dancing, it has its own terminology demonstrated in this bit of purple prose:
Like any self-respecting Marseille heritage, the metaphor is very present in petanque. The eyes are as much glued towards the winner that gets 13 points, as on the one who does not score any point during a game. In the current language, we say he is “Fanny*”. Every bowling alley, whatever its size, wherever it is in the city, has a small statue of a more or less plump lady presenting her sweet bottom. Kissing her buttocks is a tradition that must be respected by those who have seen their score remain at zero. Marcel Pagnol ideally transcribed the scene in his book “Le temps des amours”.
Whether you keep playing “carreau*” over “carreau*” or have to “baiser Fanny” petanque is above all a moment of joy where meeting and living together is more important than the result.
I'm not sure if I want to see this or not. 
As I was saying ...
Colin likes a glass of wine and to keep his hat on.
Some of us take this seriously, you know.
Colin likes a glass of wine and to keep his hat on.
So tired, tired of waiting
Tired of waiting for you
I don't hang around once I get going.
Now, where's the bar?
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