I had no idea what to expect on this Christmas eve, never before having heard the expression ‘nuit blanche’. *
“Venez les enfants, on mange Bambi!”
called uncles and brothers-in-law laughingly at the children who were still up, revving around the sitting room on their new tricycles and singing into their new karaoke machines.
“Lunch-time! à table!” went the call.
To my astonishment and, it must be said, admiration, people sat down and started eating again.