In the early stages of a wedding reception, I meet a large middle-aged lady from Paris. She is a pharmacist and dressed from head-to-toe in shades of grey and silver. She wears strappy shoes and has a feathered fascinator in her hair. I ask my question in broken French. 'J'ai une resolution de la nouveau anee', I begin. After some time we come to an understanding and I get my answer.
Eight hours later we bump into each other again collecting our coats. Hers is a silver mackintosh with a matching handbag. I am impressed by her consistency.
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