Presque verson nous a larmes

Reading your Meanwhile,Somewhere ......blog brought both Margaret and me to tears, Ruth. Ain't life cruel sometimes.

Sorry Gemma, I thought Elaine and wrote Lorraine. Must be the French in me "En passant par a Lorraine, avec mes sabots"
old French marching song, probably mis-spelt but something we sang at school all those years ago. Another was La fiacre - un vieux monsieur qui passez, etc., etc. and of course la Marseillaise Allons enfant de la patrie, le jour de gloire at arrivee. I could go on. Not now Arthur!! Votre vieux granpapa