One of us - I forget which one now, but I rather think it was myself - made a few feeble attempts during the course of the morning to work up the old gipsy foolishness about being children of Nature and enjoying the wet; but it did not go down well at all.
Durant la matinée, l’un de nous – j’ai oublié lequel, mais je crois bien que c’était moi – fit quelques faibles tentatives pour reprendre cette chanson idiote du bohémien amoureux de la nature et de la pluie, mais ça ne marcha pas du tout.