Me: What the hell are you doing, Claude? It’s 6am!
Claude: Ze light on ze hedges! She is, how you zay? Ztunning! Ah am eeeenspired!
Me: Claude, jeezus. Go back to Giverney, wouljda? (Walking away muttering.)
Claude: (Enthusing in French about the light, then turning to me) You are a philistine. All you Americaines are philistines.
Me: Claude, shut up. And if you’re going to get up this early, could you at least make coffee?
Love the hedges! LOVE ’em! Mwah! Mwah!!
Very clever! My brother is an artist and I used to quiz him on paintings. Monet, Manet, etc.