Peter Eustace
Conversation Near Calais
I was here during the war, you know, towards the end, of course.
I liked it here (all the shooting was over!) and have been coming
Back to this little village ever since. They know me here now,
In the hotel, trust me with their kids. I’m part of the family.
You won’t believe it but this is my de-mob suit!
You’d never know it’s forty years old. They made things properly then.
I get it out every August for two weeks. Brings back memories.
The wife hated it here the only time she came,
So I always popped over alone, after that first trip together.
I think she was jealous. They treat me well, here,
Not like at home where no one listens to me.
And, of course, now that she’s gone, I could come
When I please but prefer August – there’s more people, you see,
Makes it a holiday. I spend my days in the garden, evenings in the bar.
I enjoy travelling - though come to think of it,
This is the only place I’ve ever been to!
Naturally, I’ve learnt a bit of the lingo,
Bon jure, bon soir, se se bon, Bojollies, Borginyon, Coat dew Roane
And all that, so I can still enjoy my tipple: wine here, beer at home.
I could tell you a few stories about this place.
They modernised it a bit twenty years ago
But my room is always the same. French furniture of course.
Let me tell you a little secret: in my will I’ve asked to be buried here.
Yes!! Here! In Wissant! In my de-mob suit! What do you say about that!
Well, who’s that coming in? I must say “bon evening” to him ...
Nice talking to you...
I was here during the war, you know, towards the end, of course....
I liked it here (all the shooting was over!) and have been coming
Back to this little village ever since. They know me here now,
In the hotel, trust me with their kids. I’m part of the family.
You won’t believe it but this is my de-mob suit!
You’d never know it’s forty years old. They made things properly then.
I get it out every August for two weeks. Brings back memories.
The wife hated it here the only time she came,
So I always popped over alone, after that first trip together.
I think she was jealous. They treat me well, here,
Not like at home where no one listens to me.
And, of course, now that she’s gone, I could come
When I please but prefer August – there’s more people, you see,
Makes it a holiday. I spend my days in the garden, evenings in the bar.
I enjoy travelling - though come to think of it,
This is the only place I’ve ever been to!
Naturally, I’ve learnt a bit of the lingo,
Bon jure, bon soir, se se bon, Bojollies, Borginyon, Coat dew Roane
And all that, so I can still enjoy my tipple: wine here, beer at home.
I could tell you a few stories about this place.
They modernised it a bit twenty years ago
But my room is always the same. French furniture of course.
Let me tell you a little secret: in my will I’ve asked to be buried here.
Yes!! Here! In Wissant! In my de-mob suit! What do you say about that!
Well, who’s that coming in? I must say “bon evening” to him ...
Nice talking to you...
I was here during the war, you know, towards the end, of course....
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