Mon pays, ce n'est pas un pays ...
... c'est l'hiver.That's French for No whingeing from Australia or California about the weather where you live.
© Peter Rozovsky 2011
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posted by Peter Rozovsky at 12:18 AM
Thursday, January 27, 2011
... c'est l'hiver.That's French for No whingeing from Australia or California about the weather where you live.
© Peter Rozovsky 2011
About Me
- Name: Peter Rozovsky
- Location: Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, United States
This blog is a proud winner of the 2009 Spinetingler Award for special services to the industry and its blogkeeper a proud former guest on Wisconsin Public Radio's Here on Earth. In civilian life I'm a copy editor in Philadelphia. When not reading crime fiction, I like to read history. When doing neither, I like to travel. When doing none of the above, I like listening to music or playing it, the latter rarely and badly. Click here to find an independent bookstore near you.
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6 Comments:
But wouldn't it be worse if we revelled in it?
Because, uh, well--we could.
Wouldn't bother me. We're of hardier stock here.
Talk about your hardier stock...
That's Cousin Herbie!
Ah, c'mon, Peter, tell 'em. Nos pays, c'est hiver.
Cette semaine mes deux pays sont l'hiver, but just one of yours, pal. If you tell there's a winter in your adopted city, I'll tell you va t'en!. (That's French for I chuckle skeptically.)
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