Virtual cruise Lyon to Avignon and Arles

I have diagnosed the problem it’s a blockage in the heads due to the ratatouille and oven chips.

Fear not- les pompiers are on their way

The tug has arrived and we are now on our way, slowly, to Tournon.

Ou pomme-de-terre-iers?

StarDreamer

Ou pomme-de-terre-iers?

What?

I am actually in Tournon today on a river cruise from Lyon to Avignon. It is a beautiful day and I am looking at the vineyards on the hill. There is a bbq lunch on board, in a while, so I will meet you all on the top deck and then we can go to the wine tasting after lunch.

MawtheMerrier

StarDreamer

Ou pomme-de-terre-iers?

What?

It is a pun on pompiers using pomme-de-terre, which is French for potato, and oven chips are made from potato.

Humour.

StarDreamer

MawtheMerrier

StarDreamer

Ou pomme-de-terre-iers?

What?

It is a pun on pompiers using pomme-de-terre, which is French for potato, and oven chips are made from potato.

Humour.

It’s nothing like a pun, sorry.
And I should think it’s obvious that I know what pommes-de terre are.
The connection with that abomination oven chips tenuous even.

Humour?
Hardly

Are oven chips even made from potatoes? I thought they were reconstituted cardboard

Actually maybe they’re not that bad. I’m just grumpy as the Airbnb website has crashed

Trust your instincts Lucca!
They are pretty bad ! ?

The trouble StarDreamer is, that if you have to explain a “joke” it’s a pretty sure indication that it has missed the mark - and isn’t actually funny.
Never mind, better luck next time.
Maybe try the one about Toulon? (Hope it won’t be Toulon before we get there) ?
You’re welcome ?

It is a pun.

The pom in pompiers and the pom in pomme-de-terre.

I though it rather good that it linked to the potato in the oven chips as well.

Ever the canine-centric, I rather hoped that pomme de terre-iers was a reference to potato snuffling hounds; a bit like truffle hunting pigs… ? ?

Potatoes of the dogs, no, that does make sense. Ignore me…

Does not make sense. Oh for heavens sake.

Song lyrics do not need to make sense either.

I sort of took pompiers, then produced

pomme-de-terre-iers

I know it is silly.

Just harmless humour.

We are now moored at the quai in Tournon.

Lunch will be served at 1 pm.

StarDreamer

It is a pun.

The pom in pompiers and the pom in pomme-de-terre.

I though it rather good that it linked to the potato in the oven chips as well.

Debatable

A pompier in sexy garb
Was called to quell
A chip fire

He noted that
The shipboard fare
Looked not unlike a quagmire

Where’s Joseanne?
She disembarked
To dine with Fred and Gino

You need her back
To cook up something
Laced with maraschino

I jumped ship too
And sculled downstream
To Bert Fry’s summer school

Where words are tortured
Into rhymes
With no iambic rule

Indeed no rules of any kind
The mood is free and light

We amble on as travellers do
With not a link in sight.

Excellent, CaravanSerai!

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MawtheMerrier

StarDreamer

It is a pun.

The pom in pompiers and the pom in pomme-de-terre.

I though it rather good that it linked to the potato in the oven chips as well.

Debatable

Désirée

StarDreamer

MawtheMerrier

StarDreamer

It is a pun.

The pom in pompiers and the pom in pomme-de-terre.

I though it rather good that it linked to the potato in the oven chips as well.

Debatable

Désirée

How flattering StarDreamer but not my name

Talking potato varieties or flirting with me?

Shore excursion to a steam railway

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