French

So, after all this 'twenty years ago' type stuff of the last couple of days I didn't actually have anything to hand that I could think of to commemorate today (don't worry, there's plenty tomorrow!) so I dug out a bunch of old diaries from Ye Olde Kitchen Cupboard and had a flick through to see if there was anything noteworthy from any 4th March entries.

Well, in 1997 it appears that I got paid an hour's wages to go and choose a bunch of CDs from Fopp in the morning before working a double shift in the cinema where I worked - an afternoon in the box office and then an evening behind the bar where I no doubt played some of the recently acquired CDs.

Back in 2015 - I meant to do all sorts of stuff tonight but then me and the other grown-up in the house sat down once the girls had gone to bed and sorted out some holiday stuff  for the summer. So, that's trains from Paris to Montpellier booked and also flights back a week after that from Montpellier to Gatwick. It's getting there, still a few pieces of the Scottish-Anglo-French jigsaw to fall into place before it's all complete.

Best have summat French for a tune then I guess, possibly even summat from 1997. That'd be mighty apt before I take a glass of red to the sofa for Match Of The Day.

Summat French From 1997.