Posted: 22/08/2014 at 19:22
When, in the fifties , I was employed on a farm in France as a number 6 garden assistant. I was put in charge of the Tomatoes in a prehistoric glass house.
The " Madame" who consider all English people to be " a carbuncle on the backside of humanity" used to rebuke me for growing what she called " cat faced rubbish."
i did try to prove that they tasted better ( which they most certainly did) than her favoured Marmande types. But she would not have it. So I had to catch the next Garry back to Newhaven. Tant pis!