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Viva la Francaise avec la Bagatelle.

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Verane Pick and Scallywag.

I silently nod, check my pulse and drink whatever it is that I have in my hand rather quickly. It’s at this moment that the visage of a handsome French lad (C’mon admit it! – they’re all so dashing with their chiseled features and fancy perfume…) Anthony Coppers of WCMG events beseeches me to join his party. That of course is when I too soon am making a delicious fool of myself, clapping and singing to words I hardly understand, the image of my last holiday to St Tropez blaring in my memory. That is of course when I have my first drink and all the pretty boys and girls start smiling and clapping as if it were some new years eve party which it is what it feels like. Of course in a way it is- because tonight it’s France’s national day of independence- la Bastille day. And if they’re going crazy over there in France- you better believe they are going crazy in this very sexy little boite.

To my left I am introduced to a lovely chap, by the name of Remi Laba, taken to smiling at everybody and clapping his hands as if his life depended on it. I am later told he is the owner, which I am glad to know because I kept taking big gobs from the bottle of rose there in front of him.

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