Chateau Meiland: the naklets
Can we talk for a moment about Martien's homemade facelift and his ‘slip’ including a tie? Last night was again crying with laughter with our Martien, Maxime, Erica, and (perhaps for the last time: crying) Carolien. Chateau Meiland: I want to live there, wine all day and especially never go home again. So dear Martien, are you interested in a styling assistant? I am highly recommended. And with a summary of our favorite moments I am sure you will too. Oh the fraar, right?.
1. Sometimes it's like mopping with the tap open: there is a leak. And Erica has found a kind of laundry baskets with holes to put under the dripping ceiling. Erica: ‘Well, there are holes in it but yes, the surface is a lot larger than a normal bucket...’ Uhm, no comment.
2. ‘Oh, I'm so afraid I'm going to fall. Oh no, it's actually going very well.’ It continues to surprise me how drastically a situation with Martien can change in a matter of seconds.
3. Oh, and I know what I want for my birthday: a wine bell.
4. Maxime: ‘Clairtje, will mama have a baby? Mama baby in belly? And do you want a boy or a girl?’ You would almost think that in France babies can be ordered via Thuisbezorgd, right?
5. Maxime: ‘So I'm on a kind of platform website. And then you can look all over the world to see if there's something that suits you. Looking for a sperm donor. Yes, it's just like shopping...‘
6. Martien in a bathrobe. Those arms, that hair, that head: I just want to cuddle with Martien for a moment, so sweet that he is waving Montana goodbye in the early morning hours.
7. Martien: ‘Oh, and you forgot your shoes. Your chaussures.’ ‘Well, bye, Montana. Bye. Blower on, right? Bye. If only she turns the blower on properly, the whole window is fogged up, PFF, so annoying.’
8. Martien: ‘I'm going to lie down for a moment because it was very late with the guests last night.’ Maxime: ‘Yes, what time did you go to bed?’ Martien: ‘Half past eleven.’ Maxime: ‘Oh yes, you do look like that, dad.’ Martien: ‘Well, can I help it with that wine?’
9. And then a little more about that homemade facelift. Those rubber bands: I. Am. Done.
10. Erica: ‘Well, you can't stop it, aging.’ Martien: ’Yes, you can, just look. You can keep it at bay just fine this way.’ (Homemade facelift or two rubber bands with tape behind your ear, HA HA)
11. Martien: ‘I think it's so beautiful. I just think it's really fantastic.’
12. Erica: ‘I need to process those receipts in a notebook or on the computer. Maybe in Excel?’ Martien: ‘No, just do it in a notebook, here in France they are really old-fashioned.’
13. Maxime: ‘We just live on wine and leftovers, so it should work out, right?’
14. *ring* Maxime: ‘Time for the wine. It's twelve o'clock. Time to wine. Claire, do you want wine too? No, right?’ Martien: ‘And where is Carolien? Oh, I'll get the wine first, then I'll look for her later.’
15. Martien: ‘Look, I also think this is such a nice slip. (Since when do we call a boxer a slip? Haha.) It's completely with a tie. Don't you think that's just lovely? I'm definitely taking that with me. Into the suitcase.’
Someone who has mastered the rules of tonknuppelen after Martien's explanation? Ton, balls, throw, catch, bowling pin, pocket knife from his brother, a sausage, half ten beer, then rosé?
16. Carolien: ’Ten guests to cook for isn't such a shocking number. I mean: you can have that when you invite a few people over for dinner.’
17. Martien: ‘Well, I've really never had that.’ Carolien: ‘Yes, but you never invite anyone.’ Martien: ‘No, that's true. And if they spontaneously rang our doorbell, I wouldn't open. No way, out of my aura, you can make an appointment and not just ring that bell unlimitedly with ‘hello, we're just stopping by’. I really don't feel like that, PFF.’
18. Carolien: ‘Now you are hospitable. In the Netherlands, you really weren't.’
19. Martien: ‘No, but here people pay for it, right.’
And then... Next time in Chateau Meiland: ‘That I have now decided to leave, I really find that very sad.’ No, rumor has it really: Carolien is leaving.
