My brain = porridge

[blamebrampton]

I've not had a good memory since I was hit in the head by two tonnes of taxi in the '90s, it's like a library after a cyclone up there. So I rely on external sources.

Does anyone have any idea who I am talking about when I say that I vaguely remember the story of a French woman who was so disgusted at the treatment she was receiving in a meeting that she silently took the hat of the man who was oppressing her, squatted over it and urinated freely.

I had a vague idea it was Colette or Anais Nin, but Google is no help, and the brain? She is porridge. In fact this woman may not even be French. Though she is definitely a woman. Or was, she could be mouldering by now.

Anyone?

Comments

[absynthedrinker.livejournal.com]

Well Henri says that he had once heard that tale before as well, but says it sounds much more like Cortney Love than Anais Nin.

Bubba

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

IIRC, there was extreme provocation, and it was done with a certain brutal elegance.

[absynthedrinker.livejournal.com]

Brutal elegance eh? Sounds like Draco shagging Harry on a rugby pitch!

Bubba

PS I have people working on it right now

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

My brain is now overcrowded with mental images ... Thank you! Sends much love!