Donating blood (the French way)

I was a little late for the meeting and when I walked in they were discussing butter: ‘yes but exactly how much are we budgeting for?’ Talk then turned to how many courses and whether a piece of fruit would suffice for pudding. As usual, discussions were detailed and lengthy and as usual the resulting decisions were exactly the same as last time: 3 courses, fruit at the end, and if you were in the last cohort you’d benefit from a glass of wine from the mayor.

It was only when I saw the poster that I realised they were talking about the dinner served after you’ve given blood.

No wonder the villages take it in turns to host.