Sorry, it’s been a whole 6 days since you heard from me.
Everything is still going well here. I've been trying to write some songs but failing. I’ve got a few cool guitar riffs but the fact that I am somewhat limited in my guitar skills is getting on my nerves. And then there comes the problem of what to write about. I’m considering changing my style, but the sound I want I can’t just create in my bedroom. I want a band. I'm really tired too... I'm out if energy because I had a really late night last at a rotary dinner with Anne. The Dinner was at a beautiful venue called La Pigonnet, and it was super classy. There was a doorman and everything was old school and there were mirrors everywhere. Frustratingly I forgot to take my camera and we got there first so I would have had heaps of time to take some snaps of the setting - I’m silly like that.
Anne though it would be a good idea if I wore my rotary Jacket, and yes, it did impressed the Rotarians a lot! of course, the food was awesome... we had a starter of a roast vegetable and fromage (cheese) bake with some sort of cured ham called Daniel, and then for mains we had fish on a bed of risotto, white wine and almonds.
There were three speeches over the evening. The first was made before dinner by the chairman of the club, Madam Morel, and I understood only the part where she talked about me, where I lived in Australia, etc, etc. Then another speech in between courses was madeby a woman advertising a rotary supported screening of "La source de Femmes" at the local old cinema. This movie is to raise money for violence against woman. The final speech was after dinner and went for over an hour until almost 11 p.m. (at which point my beloved "rotary smile" was beginning to crack). I listened hard and began to get a little curious as to what he was talking about. This is what I heard throughout: bible, catholic, Muslim, Buddhist, Scientology, Tom Cruise, John Travolta, Cult (and I witnessed lots of head shaking, gasping laughing under ones breath and so on). I turned to the young lad sitting next to me and saw that he had an awkward look on his face. I asked” what is he talking about?” And with some hesitation he relied “he’s talking about... when you are... doing a poo...” At this point I laughed probably a little too loud and said “don’t worry”.

The man doing the speech also handed around 2 books. One was a Magazine with a serpent coiled around a cross and bearing its fangs in an aggressive manner, and the other one I can’t remember... I had/ still have no idea what was going on.

I made a new you tube too. Although it hasn’t got that many views, so please make my day and go watch it ... 10 times... and then share it. Thanks! It’s called Blood.

On Saturday Charles, Anne, Jean and I headed out to Hyeres on the coast of the Mediterranean to have lunch with the 4x4 enthusiasts that Charles is involved in (they’re heading to the north of Africa in April to do some off-road driving). It was a really nice restaurant on the marina looking out over all the grand yachts and boats. I ate too much J

Just then I skyped with a rotary girl (Sam) who I am meeting tomorrow, and she is so great. And she is 18 too! Well, im almost 18...

Lots of love!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Here are some photos from Saturday:

A mountain!

Another Mountain

the Mediterranean...

yeh it was a bit hazey and i forgot about zoom.

sorry.

who's that sexy Devil!?!

oh, it's just me.

the sunset on the drive home.