The Poet and the Molluscs

[caterinaanna]

I have two volumes of poetry/little stories on the go at the moment for when I finish a book and want to read a little more but can't be bothered to get out of bed for another - or daren't lest I stay up all night! One of them is my Winnie the Pooh Collection and the other is Jacques Prevert's Paroles. Before listening to Champs-Elysees in the car this morning I had no idea he was anything but a poet. Then I found he was one of the directors of Les Enfants du Paradis - a film I'm ashamed to admit I've never seen, but that even a cinema-ignoramous such as myself knows of as a masterpiece. How did I not know that?

No snails this morning, for the third consecutive day. Are the eggshells working, or has the cold killed them?