its butterflies
(their fluttering)
(their splattering)
a project to design a poster encouraging taking your car into Paris.
Parking tickets in Paris are called papillons, butterflies: for the way they flutter in the breeze under your windscreen wiper; or, for the way they get smashed on your windscreen.
'A' has an acute in the French, as has the first 'e' in 'ecrasements'.
Champs=...Elysses.
I hadn't known about parking tickets being called 'papillons', but it fits well. What a change from hearing constant
'take public transport' advice that we get in NZ, almost as if cars were wrong. A witty poem. Michael Walker.
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I hadn't known about parking tickets being called 'papillons', but it fits well. What a change from hearing constant 'take public transport' advice that we get in NZ, almost as if cars were wrong. A witty poem. Michael Walker.