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The Adventures of Un peu Loufoque
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The adventures of Un Peu Loufoque and the Madame Grognonne chronicles are tales taken from the life of the Loufoque household, a family of some social standing living in a small village in central Brittany at some time during the two world wars. Dates are a trifle vague, as are many things about un peu loufoque and life, and it is difficult to be too precise with such matters, especially as being a lady one simply could not ask her to divulge too many intimate details, especially those which might reveal her own age. The stories tell of the various trials and tribulations which might befall any well brought up innocent abroad in the world.
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A note from the Author
The author and translater would like to let it be known that, for the moment at least ,the stories of Un Peu Loufoque household tales and adventures have come to an end. However all is not lost for there are other daubings on the wall in http://ttheo...
Autumnal musings on a Lions Lunch
It has been some considerable time now since the unexpected departure from our lives of Mademoiselle Amanda Delacourt. Her time with us is a period upon which we chose not to dwell too deeply.As a lady, I naturally pride myself on coping with what ev...
A night at the circus
I apologies, for it is some time since last I wrote and I realise, with discomfiture, that I have been shirking my duties to the less fortunate amongst you, in not writing more promptly, for I am only too aware that some of you lead dull, sad, lives ...
A Quiet evening out
It must be said that in terms of the mental stability of our erstwhile English employee events are moving from bad to worse. Mademoiselle Delacourt has added to her already interesting head gear a startling appendage in the form of, what one may on...
Mad as a hatter
Besotted as she was with her dear departed pussy, soon after his disappearance the already odd behavior of Madmoiselle Delcaourt has taken a strange turn and she has fallen , if that were possible , even further into foolishness. In an effort to div...
More than one way to skin a Rabbit.
We have been luxuriating in a few splendid days of early summer, the orchard is heavy with the promise of apples, still no bigger than hazelnuts but growing by the hour and the garden is a mass of blooms. All has been tranquil and calm, and Eldest an...
