Memories of Paul Keating

Anne became convinced that our waiter was in fact a reincarnation of Paul Keating, and, through rouge coloured glasses, we all agreed.

But then Anne had to tell him so; in French; in detail. He was obviously attracted (to the idea of being an ex-P.M.) and started to behave like Paul.

We have no idea where the conversation went from there, as Anne's French became too breathless to follow.

Finally, we had to order some lemons for her.