Phil ( hey Phil, tell me what happened to your hair & beard )

Phil again ( no, i won't tell you anything about that... )

My wife ( don't looks like, but she's creole )

My wife again ( still don't looks like, but she's still creole )

My wife & her toy ( nice car..... and pretty woman )

My wife ( may i use your car dear.....please...just for a while... )

My wife again & again ( i know pretty woman.... you're married with the wind.... )

Our son ( my son, her son, so yes, he's our son )

Our son & my sister-in-law ( don't ask me if she's Inuit or not, she looks like Sassumap, but who knows Sassumap ? )

My nephew ( he's creole too, things are in order......)

The knignt of Carcassonne ( messire Trencavel, i presume...) ( "well cutting" in old french language....)

A snowy day ( what could i say ? a snowy day is a snowy day...looks like an other snowy day... )

A snowy day ( could be the same day....or any other snowy Stop now... i have had enough of you Phil ....)

My favourite workplace, St Sernin's lock on the Canal du Midi, a place for dream...

Another dream place, La Criminelle's lock, no road, no car, no noise, just listen to the water flowing...

La Criminelle's plate, don't ask me why this lock is named "Criminelle", but an old plate said " Il faut finir l'ouvrage ou périr à la tâche"