Sunday

The teacher and his students. Final day at Le Petite France - for this year anyway. A cold day, snow laying around from last night - see it reflected in the window above the blackboard?

The course has been beneficial for me mainly in the production of the, seemingly these days, inevitable Powerpoint presentations for each lesson. Creating a body of files useful for future development and shaping into more well organized texts. Here we are standing in front of the restaurant, scene of the Sunday backroom study group, gazing fondly at the Ferrari parked alluringly just meters away on the other side of the narrow street. See next photo for a view as we scuttled across the asphalt, behaving like bumpkins, to have it as the background for further shots. Seems the owner was in the next door cafe as he appeared in his white hat to watch us, with apparent concern, from the window.

We merely stood in front of it so he didn't have to do anything further, like running out brandishing a meat cleaver, in order to safeguard his precious car,