Sunday Mornings: A Bike, a Beer and Brunch

[Canuk]

There's a new prime minister, political chaos everywhere, there are national strikes planned for next week, the trains are running to a halt, however.... It's going to be a nice day here today, 30C at midday, no chance of rain, so it's time to dust off the old Peugeot clunker and head into town for bit of brunch. 20km each way and hills in both directions but who cares when there's a Croque Madame at the end of it in Chez Gils!

Vive la France

 

[Ippikin]

That is one handsome bike, thanks for posting as am a fan of Peugeots. The egg less so as I like the yoke well sealed! Enjoy your day

 

[Canuk]

That is one handsome bike, thanks for posting as am a fan of Peugeots. The egg less so as I like the yoke well sealed! Enjoy your day

You have to be careful with your eggs on this bike: it's only got one cabled Bebolux front brake and a Torpedo back pedal. Fine on the flat and around town but going downhill can be pretty heart stopping stuff ..!

 

[sunympholepsy]

Here’s my Sunday Best (also found on leboncoin btw). Every Sunday morning, my favourite girlfriend Laetitia Casta comes to visit me in my chateaux on her matching mixte. After breakfast we go for a ride along the main Biarritz boulevard. We ride holding hands while she compliments my leg musculature, and fine taste in bicycles. We usually stop to make love to the sound of chapel bells tolling at the rose garden of Casino du Tsar, and then carry on cruising along Rue de la Connerie to have lunch at Chez Pinocchio, just off Rue de Foutaise. Bliss

 

[BiketoBasics]

I would love to see the south of france. Never been to any part of france.

 

[Nob]

Here’s my Sunday Best (also found on leboncoin btw). Every Sunday morning, my favourite girlfriend Laetitia Casta comes to visit me in my chateaux on her matching mixte. After breakfast we go for a ride along the main Biarritz boulevard. We ride holding hands while she compliments my leg musculature, and fine taste in bicycles. We usually stop to make love to the sound of chapel bells tolling at the rose garden of Casino du Tsar, and then carry on cruising along Rue de la Connerie to have lunch at Chez Pinocchio, just off Rue de Foutaise. Bliss
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A form of Lechon

 

[bagpuss]

Well I have just incinerated the toast.
Quite a fog in the cottage.

 

[MattiThundrrr]

This Sunday, I had Basil shine the motorcar. He was reluctant, you know how butlers can be sometimes, but Bentleys being Bentleys, I insisted. After a few moments of tidying, he came to the parlor where I was lounging and enjoying some rather Coquetteish little eggs.
He seemed overwhelmed and flustered, unable to get out what the issue was.
"Oh no, the Bentley doesn't need replacement again, does it?"
"Oh no, sir. It's just that I've found this ... pamphlet... tucked under the windscreen wiper it was, sir"
With that, he awkwardly handed me a crumpled pink paper and hurried out, bowing and scraping with the proper amount of deterrence and absolutely no eye contact.
It seemed that the handbill in question was for another of Geoffrey's most famous orgies on his yacht, moored in the harbor. With most haste, I ordered Basil to halt all activities in the motorhouse and instead procure the Condor Superbe. Only the finest will do for Geoffrey and his participants, they have the most discerning tastes.

 

[pigman]

Well I have just incinerated the toast.
Quite a fog in the cottage.

Recreating the days of the steam expresses passing close to the back garden