As every morning, sir, small and large glasses to squint, is about to go to sea on his old fishing skiff, after eating the cake garnished with its robust and massive bigoudène woman, and shipped its cargo of sardines boxes to eat in the day. But that night in port, it does not fit.
His small boat was swept away in the nets of a large trawler, and he struggles with his fishing buddy out of his stitches. But what can the little against the mastodon, a dismantled ocean? For women it is done: Ms. probably widow. But if the teller reads in pancakes that Monsieur is in Cuba, while Mrs puts all his savings in a cruise ticket to find his man, must you need.
The reader follows the adventures of parallel couple looking for one to go home, the other to find her husband in a crossover damn restless. We smile and we laughed frankly all the adventures of Madame (who discovered the mass tourism and junk food on a cruise ship and offers some tasty lessons by the way) and we hope that with Mr. weather will be favorable to him finally. What adventures that twists!
With some messages in passing on the tomb of garbage have become oceans, degassing at sea, etc.
You'll never look at a can of sardines and a seagull in the same way, this gull is encrusted (and reminiscent of Gaston) but smile!
And if usually I never read the 4th cover, there I made an exception, first because it is the only text of the book, but mostly because it's a comedy masterpiece and art by itself.