Accosted by our stonemason this morning, who told me my face was in the newspaper. So we went off to the local office of Nice Matin, and there I was, microscopic, in the back row of a group mugshot of the lifeboat crew, taken at the reception held for the mayor at the Yacht Club d'Antibes.
Does this mean I have arrived, at last?
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