Tuesday, 27 November 2007

Versailles encore


Young, Os, Enj
But, the comfort was, that all the company at the grand hotel of the Monseigneur were perfectly dressed. If the Day of Judgment had only been ascertained to be a dress day, everybody there would have been eternally correct. Such frizzling and powdering and sticking up of hair, such delicate complexions artificially preserved and mended, such gallant swords to look at, and such delicate honour to the sense of smell, would surely keep anything going, for ever and ever. Dress was the one unfailing talisman and charm used for keeping all things in their places. Everybody was dressed for a Fancy Ball that was never to leave off.
Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities
And I forced to leave before the party had barely started! Apologies to my abandoned friends, whose enjoyments, it seems, accelerated after leaving Versailles.

2 comments:

Osprey said...

It was too bad you needed to leave before we started riding the scooter. We could've been a gang, terrorising the campers of Missing Mile.

Enjah Mysterio said...

Our desperate revelry reflected our deepening sorrow at the loss of your company, the return of which we had only recently celebrated. Not to say that the delicious adventures were without considerable enjoyment, but they would have been greatly enhanced by your presence!