Sylvain (again)

I had just washed and dressed, and happened to glance out of the bedroom window (on the second floor), and saw my plumber's van parked at the gate.  It was just after 8am.  I rushed down two flights of stairs and just as I opened the front door I saw his van driving off.  Missed him!

We had breakfast then, before I pulled on my coat to head out to the boulangerie to get some bread.  I opened the back door, and there on the step was a Christmas hamper from the plumber.  Not just any old hamper, but an expensive selection of preserved meats and foie gras, confit d'oignon and a bottle of wine.  And just a business card to tell us it was from Sylvain.

And here was me thinking that I should be getting HIM something for Christmas!