Sarcasm In France Is Music To My Ears…

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Many times have I tried to use sarcasm in France. Many times have I failed.

‘Why do you keep doing it?’ my (French) partner has asked me, again and again ‘Just stop. They don’t get it!’ she always adds.

But I still try.

And fail.

So imagine my delight today, upon finishing singing a traditional English carol to the 8-year-old kids in my English class, to receive what was undoubtedly my second* round of sarcastic applause.

This really has reaffirmed my faith that sarcasm is alive and well in France, and is just waiting to be uncovered with the correct prompt.

Oh and if you doubt the veracity of my claim, please feel free to drop round – any time -and I will ‘treat’ you to ‘Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer’ in its entirety.

You will then agree that anyone applauding this godawful noise must be doing so sarcastically.

(*First time was for singing ‘What’s New Pussycat?’, Hotel San Eloy 1999, Costa Brava)

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I’ve Got The Sofa-In-My-Son’s-Bedroom Blues…

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angry, blues, funny, Humor, insomnia, singing, sleep, sleepless, songs

(Sing-along to the tune of ‘Bad To The Bone’)

It’s 1.30 in the morning.

My daughter’s just woken up.

She’s full of cold and coughing.

And she aint in the nicest of moods.

She’s crawled in our bed.

And kicked my ass out.

‘Cos she lays like a starfish.

And moves all about.

So here I am.

No bed of my own.

Consigned to the sofa.

In my son’s bedroom.

He’s sniffing and coughing.

But he’s fast asleep.

He keeps sniffing and coughing.

As I watch the digital clock.

It’s 2.38 now.

I’m wide awake.

‘Cos he’s sniffing and coughing.

And this sofa ain’t ideal.

I stare at the ceiling.

Listening to the sniffs and the coughs.

Everyone’s asleep.

But I’m stuck here.

I turn over.

And I look at the clock.

It’s 3.47 in the morning.

And I’ve got the blues.

‘In the ‘morning’.

I’m going to the shop.

Gonna buy me some earplugs.

Before I’m sad to the bone.

Sad to the bone.

S-S-S-S Saaaaad…

Sad to the bone.