Anthology of Black Humour by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Saqi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

LETTER

14 October 1975

Dear friend,

Got the Postcard and V.’s letter a week ago. To make life easier, I told the mailman to send the gen’l. deliv. letters to my house, so you can write me here if you still can’t get anything through gen. deliv. I won’t comment on Loyola’s latest vulgarities, and anyway I’ve got nothing more to do with all that: it seems the second ‘portion’ of the ‘contingent’ of the ‘class’ of ’74 is going to be called up on 3 November or just after. Here’s what it’s like in the barracks at night:

‘DREAM’

In the barracks stomachs grumble –

How true ……………..

Emanations, explosions,

An engineer: I’m the gruyere!

Lefebvre: All clear!

The engineer: I’m the brie!

Soldiers hack at their bread.

That’s Life, see?

The engineer: I’m the bleu!

– It’ll be the death of you.

– I’m the gruyere

And the brie … etc.

WALTZ

They’ve paired us up, Lefebvre and I … etc … !

You can get totally wrapped up in thoughts of that kind. Still, it would be good if you could send along any ‘Loyolas’ that might turn up, when you have the chance.

One favour: can you tell me clearly and concisely what the current requirements are for a science degree: classics, maths, etc … – Tell me what grade you’ve got to get for each part: maths, phys., chem., etc., and then what books (and how to get them) they use in your school, for ex. for the degree exam, unless it changes with the different universities: in any case try to find out what I’ve asked you from some professor or student in the know. I need to know as precisely as possible, since I’ll have to buy the books soon. As you see, I’ve got two or three pleasant seasons in store, what with military instruct. and this degree business! Anyway, to hell with that ‘noble labour.’ Only, be kind enough to let me know the best way to get started.

Nothing going on around here.

– I like to think the Pharthounds and stinkpots full of patriotic beans (or not) aren’t distracting you any more than you need. At least it doesn’t snow in dumps, the way it does here.

Yours ‘to the best of my humble abilities.’

You write:

A. RIMBAUD

31, rue Saint-Barthélemy

Charleville (Ardennes), goes without saying.

PS: The ‘official’ mail has gotten to the point where the P.O. gets a policeman to deliver Loyola’s newspapers to me!

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