The lyrics of a song that I heard yesterday have inspired today's post...what would I do if I had five minutes with you
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Five minutes :
Is too short to make the coffee, it needs to be brewed, ready to go...
Not enough time for
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a game of scrabble
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to discuss the books we are reading
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to talk about the clothes we are wearing or what we are going to do tomorrow
Plenty of time for
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a long hug
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saying I love you
And looking forward to August...
Edited on Friday evening; I thought I should add a few words of clarification. The song I was listening to was Mistral Gagnant, which was written and sung by a famous French singer-song writer Renaud. Luckily with the aid of a charming Frenchman at work I was able to understand the lyrics much better than I had at first- I now understand what les bombecs fabuleux, Mintho, vrai roudoudous, coco-boers and Mistral gagnants are: French sweets or lollies mentioned in this delightful song written for his daughter, Lolita.
The bonus of the increased understanding was learning some new slang terms, as well. And the song reminded me of shopping trips with the girls when they were small...a trip to town (50km away) on a day off from school meant afternoon tea at one of the cafes in Ararat. The fun of reading the menu, choosing something to drink, and something to eat- they could have whatever they wanted. Not so sophisticated in world terms, but small steps on a journey that has taken Aussie Lass to live in Paris, and Pink Ukulele to live in Melbourne in what seems like another world.
And, it took me back to my own childhood, with trips into Warracknabeal as a child, when my Grandmother would take us to a cafe, for sandwiches and soft drink, or if one was very sophisticated, a cup of tea. A bag of lollies from the shop: four pieces of chewing gum for a penny, and having a shilling to spend was indeed a delightful thing.
For my colleague, it was also a nostalgic trip to his own past, in the suburbs of Paris. Not a waste of time, at all, for either of us.
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