The first day of college rolled around, and whilst everyone else woke up bright-faced and eager, Rosie dragged herself from under the covers with a ru...ny nose and a cold. Lugging herself into the kitchen, she sat down and sighed. "you feeling alright Rosie?" her mum questioned. She looked at her mum with eyes of sorrow, and her mum nodded. "always was the way with you. The first day and you come down with a stinker of a cold." her mum chuckled, and grabbed her bag. "sadly, you'll have to look. (I had noticed Shazia prior to moving away from home in supermarkets, town etc as the town I live in is pretty small and you know who is who, where they live etc). She was told to pick her car up on Thursday evening, ever since that late Thursday we see each other a lot more. Now, Shazia is a married woman with two k**s and I don't know how long I can keep this up, so I'm enjoying it whilst it lasts. When she arrived that evening to collect her car I'd just started my shift at 5 and had come. I think a few others will know it.To my pleasant surprise, George and Mike stood and joined in the French national anthem, admittedly mostly in English and of the first verse. They knew the French of the chorus.Arise children of the fatherlandThe day of glory has arrivedAgainst us tyranny’sBloody standard is raisedListen to the sound in the fieldsThe howling of these fearsome soldiersThey are coming into our midstTo cut the throats of your sons and consortsAux armes, citoyens!Formez vos. ”John looked closer and said, “What nature’s forgotten, stuff with cotton? So how do you know all this?”“Well, I know it’s a cliché, but she’s working her way through college as a stripper. Jerry took me to her show once.”“You’re right,” said John. “That’s so cliched as to be trite. It ranks right up there with the hooker with the heart of gold.”“Oh, she’s a nice enough girl. She says she plans on stopping once they graduate and marry, and we have no reason not to believe her,” remarked.