Exhibition Preview

To a preview of an art exhibition in the unfashionable 11th arrondissement of Paris. Those who, like me, had come in search of canapés and champagne, came away bitterly disappointed as the organisers could muster no more than white wine and lump's eggs. Apart from that, there wasn't much to see, just a few rather gloomy-looking pictures hanging (or were they stuck?) on the wall. I think the organisers would have done better to get in something more cheerful for the occasion.

I would have mingled more but the trouble is I can't hear a single word of what people are saying in this sort of cramped surroundings. So I am reduced to staring soulfully and, I hope, meaningfully at the gaps between the paintings.