"Wouldn't it be lovely to have kind of a family dinner?" My flatmate is beaming with joy, and I am staring at the brandnew piercing in his cheek. Yes, I'm back in bloody Limerick after a very Irish and weird journey. The plane was so late that I missed my train - that's the "Irish part" - and more than half empty. Irritated, I scanned the few faces around me and leaned back. What a shaky take-off! That surely was an Irish pilote still suffering from his New Year hangover. I concentrated on a plastic knife sliding along the aisle towards me. Was I in blooming Supermac's?!"Sure, what did you think of?" I'm slightly distracted by a cookery competition on TV. A countrywoman is eager to demonstrate that British food is the best in the world. I giggle - just can't help it. My flatmates are irritated. "Well - how about a fondue?" the mouth next to the piercing then suggests. Fondue? In Ireland?! What are you going to use - Cheddar? "We could melt a bit of Camembert. Camembert is nice." I see, exotic, but - have you got a fondue pan? "I guess we could use the double-boiler method." Mmhh - and what about the forks?!
I'm called snobbish, I shut up. Yes, yes, I'm sure it will be the best fondue in the world. You just wait and see! In a year or so, Café au Midi will serve Camembert in water baths, too.
If you want to see what I did over Christmas: watch the new film. (The animation studio is a Christmas present from my siblings - here's an official "thank you guys"!)
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I just had to watch it again. It's fantastic! How many hours (or days) did you work on that? Don't you need a thousand tiny movements for one short smooth movement? I love it. And hope, of course, to see more of it.
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