On a good day I can wave to my Gallic pals from the beach here and am close enough to breath in the fresh fragrance of a delicious Pastis and Gaulloise combo. For me France is a place where smoking seems to be right. I did enjoy the odd toke in my times there which never transferred elsewhere. It was something you did in France.
Now having been living so close it seems strange that I hadn't been for a number of years not since accompanying a relative over for a new hip which by way of detours are much cheaper than the private queue jumping option in the UK and you get wine with your meals too...
|Is this the real face of Carla Bruni?|
In all the many commentaries I have been reading about France in recent weeks why am I the only person to have noticed this takeover? Doubtless the journo lizards are involved in the conspiracy.
For me some soul had gone missing. Perhaps things have moved on, adapted, improved on those things I remember fondly. To misquote that well-known educationalist Dr McCoy: It is France Jim, but not as we know it.
|The late- Monsieur Sarkozy|