Friday, 29 June 2007

Day 12 - My Poor Feet

Do you ever have those days that you are so tired that your body says “no more”, your brain says 'oh why not then' and your feet say 'don’t you dare'? That’s happening to me.

0500: Wake up after just 3 hours sleep. We have a lovely Tempur mattress at home; I don’t have one here. My body is miserable. I am just spoilt.

0630: Meet boys at reception and head off to “Les Thermes Marin” – the Monte Carlo Spa. A few widths of the pool, a cycle underwater and then 3 minutes of a massage.

0800: A rather nice breakfast on the terrace.

0900: Change into penguin suit and head off to the Casino.



1000: A gang of pretty girls, led by la belle Celine, descend on the Casino as my playmates. We film a fabulous roulette session. Depressingly I win. The casino was built in 1863 by Francois Blanc then rebuilt by Charles Garnier in 1889, it’s spectacular.

1200: Head back to hotel for a quick change and off to the Metropole.


1500: have cooking lesson with Joel Robouchon and Christophe Cussac – erm – Michelin star chefs. I think the reason I am SO tired is that I was soooo excited by the cooking – they are Gods in the gastronomic world. Cussac is also a FABULOUS human being!

1800: Head out for food.Boys look as miserable as me BUT we keep each other going with the worst jokes known to man. Too tired for more; another 0500 wake-up tomorrow.

Weather: A gamble

Song of the Day: Winner Takes It All - ABBA

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