On September 3rd 1973, at 6:28pm and 32 seconds, a bluebottle fly capable of 14,670 wing beats a minute landed on Rue St Vincent, Montmartre. At the same moment, on a restaurant terrace nearby, the wind magically made two glasses dance unseen on a tablecloth. Meanwhile, in a 5th-floor flat, 28 Avenue Trudaine, Paris 9, returning from his best friend's funeral, Eugène Colère erased his name from his address book. At the same moment, a sperm with one X chromosome, belonging to Raphaël Poulain, made a dash for an egg in his wife Amandine. Nine months later, Amélie Poulain was born...
Whilst looking up some music for a friend I remembered how fabulous the soundtrack from Amelia is (
listen)which of course reminded me of just how much I love Amelie.
If you've not seen this movie, you should. It always makes me so happy.
Bonne Nuit Lovelies!
Remember, even artichokes have hearts.
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