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photo, group, kate, pedro, heather, lena Today's group of the week – Kate, Pedro, Heather and Lena, of course.

Cute Pompiers

by Ric Erickson

Paris:– Thursday, 8. June:–  Long–suffering readers, club members, visitors and residents have received their reward today. On the 8th day of June the sky is blue, the air is warm, the breeze is soft and the sun is shining like a neon tangerine, as if it is the month of June. Let me be the first to say the wait was worth it, because now it is my pleasure to present what comes next.

Herewith the combined efforts of France–2 TV–weather news' Patrice, the weather maps in today's Le Parisien – in mere black and white! – and this magazine's 'Ed,' with the dubious aid of the club's secretary – the weather forecast:–

Friday looks good with a deep blue sky and one big sunball for the whole country, with a slight ripple of wind amounting to 50 kph from the east. Not a darn thing to worry about except thirst with a forecast high of 28 degrees.

Saturday looks good with a deep blue sky and one big sunball for the whole country, wit hardly a slight ripple of wind from the east. Not a darn thing to worry about except thirst with a forecast high of 28 degrees.

photo, sky of the monthBest, biggest, sky of the month.

Sunday looks good with a deep blue sky and one big sunball for the whole country, with a slight ripple of air from the east. Not a darn thing to worry about except thirst with a forecast high of 28 degrees.

The negative news amounts to the usual – weak, thin clouds along the west face of France below the nose, which is not near here, and this on Saturday. On Sunday this may be advanced a bit more, maybe as far east as the Paris area, but pay it no heed. Sun–block may be necessary if you have fair skin, or it has only been exposed to the climate here since the beginning of the year. All others will be dancing in the water jets at the André Citroën park.

The 'Cutest Pompier Ball' Report

This morning I had to stay in to wait for the plumbers to come and replace a weak washer. They – two plumbers were required to replace one washer –  they came within a half hour of the agreed time, which is pretty fantastic. The other plumber, I've been waiting for him, for four months. He left town so I contracted with the new ones.

photo, miracle focus of the weekPhotos include this one with magic focus.

They completed their hydraulic project in about eight minutes. They said, "This is a pretty feeble tap. It won't last long." I knew it was cheap but 'feeble' was news to me. "Turn it off softly," was their parting advice. It's been dripping so long I was hesitant to turn it on. Sure enough, it dripped some more. I must have turned it off too softly. Who wants to place bets on the length of time before I have to call them back with a new tap?

On a sunshiny day starting it off with a major victory over the elements is a good sign, I think. I put on a summer shirt, one of my 12 year old favorites and the new jacket that seems to be made of fuzzy rubber but is really genuine plastic and nylon, and set off for the club with a long stride that ate up the metres all the way to the Métro entry at Raspail.

Some of the rest of the voyage was routine and other parts were normal. The Pont Neuf was in especially good form, and being on it – suspended over the river – amazing isn't it? How all that stone keeps from falling in. It's really heavy too. The rebuilding is almost finished and they've done a great job, those stone Joes.

The club's café looked terrific, with all of its awnings flying, all of its shortstop parasols in place, in nearly matching reds. Club members should remember this – to dress appropriately for the general rosy glow. Wearing purple or dark green might clash with the club's color ambiance.

In the grande salle there weren't many, in fact, none. The door was open and the fronds were waving around. The 'waiter of the week' – another total stranger – seemed annoyed when I told him I'd order later. He corrected my French for me. This has been going on for 50 years now but I am not going to dwell on it.

photo, drinks of the week Misc. drinks of the week, tilted.

I can do the club statistics in my sleep, but then, anybody could. I turned to Le Parisien but there wasn't much interesting news. None in fact, other than one of the French stars got a leg fractured twice in a 'friendly' match with the Chinese last night. This is something that could really depress the French team. If they weren't already totally depressed because they have to play against Switzerland first. The poor babbos.

I was rescued from these morbid musings by the arrival of member number one, Heather Stimmler Hall and junior members Pedro and Lena, who I didn't notice at first. Heather will later tell me they are modified Dachshunds – or Dackels if you prefer. She says they have longer legs. I think they have shorter bodies too, but what do I know?

Heather says she is taking a day off from her 'Naughty Paris' endeavors. She says it is hard work because the 'work' part often doesn't begin until after midnight. Or is that the 'naughty' part?


For this vein she mentions an upcoming event that she says will feature male lap dancers, pole dancing, with seinars on hair, makeup and nails. All of this is supposed to be at the Pink Paradise – at 20:30, no date, maybe 35 euros but with an open bar, and, "You can Google it for details," she says.


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