The sun is setting, gates are open. The orchestra is tuning up and gave a good rendition of Adieu Mein Kleiner Ofizier. Now they are banging away on the drums for a spirited rendition of Erika. Of course, they are good at Glen Miller tunes, too.
A lavish buffet is set up and ready. Barmen are at battle stations. Moulin Rouge girls are feathering up for the show in the ballroom.
Down the road, I hear the bus full of rowdies making more noise than a sinking tanker. Singing All Over The Place (U-67's good luck song).
I button my jacket as girls rush out of the Chateau to greet the bus.
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