Shes doing it again..

That sort of burrowing look into the back of my neck, the one she gives me when I suspect I am in the doghouse; in this case over Max, and his cocked up work placement, "honestly Angel have it all sorted" shes not apparently impressed.
So... when I was young I fell in love with a blond, no ordinary blond, but Francoise Dorleac. She alone was a major influence on my sexual awakening, as well as an awareness of my roots as it were, for I saw her first in Billion Dollar Brain filmed in 1967 in Helsinki. Such sexuality, soft skin and that french accent!!. Way out of my league, but one can live in hope?. How in heaven Micheal Caine got to frolic about with her on that bed with the oversexed Mr Russell filming away I shall never know as both men were really not up for making the film, but Francoise really was something else. Another Bardot most certainly, so why is in in a moment of truth I flick through Wikipedia to find out that the world lost her in a car accident in post production of that very film.
I am in a sort of mourning at the age of 47, genuinely, she should be in graceful retirement with her Cats and her Deux Chevaux, in some secluded french villa married to Sach Distel and making preserves...