Yes! I've done it! Three fanfics uploaded in one day! Only two of them are Boosh ones, but hey, if you're a Red Dwarf fan, check out 'Full of Grace' – it's angsty-licious!

Anyhow, this is another fic with Tara and the gang, in which they take a trip to france. If you haven't read my other fic, A Visit from Tara Noir,I recommend you do so first. By the way, Le BooshPuissant is apparently french for the Mighty Boosh. (my thanks to Babelfish online translation)

Down to buisness then, all Booshy things are owned by Noel and Julian, but i do own Tara. So hands off, y'hear!

Vince sat next to the window, looking out expectantly as Howard lugged a large suitcase out into the living room.

Turning round at the commotion, Vince said 'What happened to travelling light?'

'That was on a nature holiday. This is France, Paris to be exact, filled with all kinds of beautiful women and the stylish French men I'm gonna have to compete with if I want to get my hands on any of them.'

'So you think you're gonna pull in Paris then? Do you even speak French?'

'I don't have to speak French, I speak the international language of love.'

Vince shook his head in disbelief as Naboo and Bollo came in, Naboo carrying a small suitcase and Bollo carrying a large floral sunhat.

'That all you're taking Naboo?'

'Yeah. Tara said I could bring along the carpet, so if I forget anything I can nip back here and grab it.'

'That's hardly in the spirit of holidays Naboo! If you forget something you're supposed to go out and buy something to replace it. That's why I'm only taking about half of what I need.' Said Vince.

'Half of what you need? You've got five suitcases!' exclaimed Howard.

'Yeah?'

'How are you gonna fit all of them in the van?'

'No, it's alright, Tara's packing her stuff up so everything she needs is in her duffle bag, so I can put all of this stuff in her cupboards. Plus she's bringing a roof-rack too, for any that's left over and all of your stuff.'

'There isn't a weight limit on the ferry is there?'

'No, why?

'Maybe there should be' Howard said, eyeing the mountain of luggage.

There was a loud knock from the front door. Vince legged it down the stairs, somehow managing not to trip, flung open the door and threw himself at Tara. 'Tara!'

'Woah!' she said, stumbling backwards with the force of having Vince practically leap at her. Hugging him back, she laughed 'Honestly Vince, it hasn't been that long!'

'I know, but I still like to see you!'

'Me too' she said, squeezing him before pulling back. 'You almost ready?'

'Completely, I think.'

'Alrighty then.' She said, opening the back of the van and pulling out a bag full of clothes to be deposited in the flat. 'Its all yours.' She bowed elegantly, and Vince walked round to have a look at the empty cupboards, soon to be filled with all sorts of fashionable items.

'Cool.'

As Tara approached the door, Howard, Naboo and Bollo emerged from it. 'Hey guys!' she exclaimed, dropping the duffle bag and hugging each of them in turn. 'You good to go?'

'Yep. You got the keys Bollo?' asked Naboo.

'Bollo have keys.' He replied, before adding under his breath 'Bollo more responsible than some people think.'

'What was that Bollo?'

'Nothing.'

'Wait a sec, I just wanna dump this' said Tara, running up the stairs and tossing her stuff into Vince's room, looking around happily. I love this place.

'Come on!' called Vince's voice.

She hurried back downstairs, Bollo locking the door behind her.

As they loaded up the van, Howard asked 'What's the weather supposed to be like in France?'

'I'm not sure, I haven't been in a B&B for a while and my laptops been down the past couple of days. But it's gotta be better than this' she said, indicating the cold grey drizzle of the London skies.

'Are we ready then?'

'I think so. Let's go!'

I'm thinking about doing the next chapter of them just in the van, but i did that in the last fic, so i don't know if it'll be too same-y.. well, why don't you tell me what you think of that idea? Get reviewing!