A War Movie A Little Muddled
I dreamed I was parachuting into occupied France on a secret mission or- possibly- escaping from Colditz Castle. Either way I was faced with making a daring descent from somewhere very high up. Having worried myself sick about this I jumped forward in time and found myself in Paris, dodging Austrian troops with the help of my contacts in the Resistance. I knew that I would be safe- or at least safer- if I could manage to make my way south to Bourges...
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If you read French I can give you the book's title.
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I was reading about dodos the other day. Apparently all the stuffed specimens are recent fakes because the authentic specimens fell apart years ago.
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'L'incroyable histoire de l'éléphant Hans'.
I'm finding it an intriguing and fun read.
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