I mean, some people have so much money.
I was at the Easter Playgroup party and one of the women was asking me about houses in France. She said, "I want to do something special for my husband's 40th, something he'll remember, something to treasure, and I was thinking a house in France. What do you suggest?"
"Well," I said, "I had a place in central France -".
"Do they speak English there?"
"Mostly they speak French. It's their national language."
"So they say," she said grumpily, "but surely some of them speak English?"
"Do you speak French?
"No, of course not, we live in Australia! Why would I speak French!"
I took a deep breath and said, "there's always the south of France."
"Oh yes," she said, "the beaches, the nightlife."
"What sort of place are you thinking of renting?" I asked.
"Renting! Good lord, no. I'm going to buy a place for my husband. I want something with a vineyard, some animals - not sure what type - and we'll employ a maid and a chef to look after the place."
I snorted. "Does your husband speak French, by any chance?"
"He's a commodities fund manager earning $5mill a year. He's not got time to learn things like French! What use would it be to him?"
Meanwhile, here's the link for those of you who are following the story in GONE
http://kingcoultas.blog.co.uk/
19/03/08 @ 05:25