Notes & thoughts from France. Not always about France though. France, along with Europe is going through troubled times. These are the views of a long term British expat exiled in France, having arrived there from Saigon in 1975/76.
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Sunday, June 11, 2017
France Legislative Elections: "Hollande will remain in history as the one who killed his own party"
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Macron's momentum - Landslide expected in French legislative elections
I have
heard the question raised as to whether Macron is a neo Bonaparpist or a
neo Gaullist.
One might
also raise the question whether France is a parliamentary democracy.
I am old
and cynical, I intensely dislike the cult of the personality as well.
It's going
to be an interesting summer if we throw in Trump and May.
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Thursday, May 4, 2017
Monday, April 24, 2017
France Presidential Election: How did Fillon fall from favor in the eyes of the French people?
Macron, Le Pen qualify for 2nd round of
France's presidential election
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Wednesday, April 12, 2017
AC 35 Update Man Overboard for Team France 4.10.2017
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Sunday, April 9, 2017
Is the French language in danger from an English invasion?
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Wednesday, April 5, 2017
France’s second presidential TV debate: 11 candidates face off
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Wednesday, March 29, 2017
Paris: Demonstration over police killing of Chinese man turns violent
Usually the
Asian community in Paris causes no problems. The Vietnamese have been
integrated for decades, do excellently at school; many are also highly
qualified. They also have a strong family structure.
The Chinese
also tend to solve any problems they have inside their own community. There is
perhaps a problem with Chinese immigration which is linked to sweat shops and
also less integration into French life.
I do not
know the ins and outs of the current incident. On the surface though it appears
to be American style SWAT tactics on the part of the police which might stir up
a completely unnecessary antagonism on the part of a community which is not
part of the current French social urban problem.
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Saturday, March 25, 2017
Spring is here. The sun is shining. Well perhaps not on everyone.
The year’s at the spring,
And day’s
at the morn;
Morning’s
at seven;
The
hill-side’s dew-pearled;
The lark’s
on the wing;
The snail’s
on the thorn;
God’s in
His heaven—
All’s right
with the world!
Perhaps in Browning's world of 1841 'all was right with the world'.
Might I
recommend to M. Fillon to always carry two wads of cotton wool when being
interviewed by journalists? Then if one of them turns out to be a harridan he
could stuff his ears up. This would not only blot out the irritating questions
and permit him to remain calm, cool and collected but might also give the
offending journalist a case of the terminal jitters.
Listening
to the news on France Info this morning one could be left with the impression
it was the French who invented Summer Time during the petrol crisis of 1973 or
thereabouts. Which just goes to show how young today’s experts are.
I can
remember Summer Time during my youth. It was introduced in the UK in 1940 and
abandoned (with great common sense) during the 1950’s. It had been introduced
during the Great War as well.
Frankly I
find it a headache as it messes up my sleep for a week; not to mention children
and cows.
A pity we
can’t live the year through with natural time.
Trouble in
French Guyana! Was there not a Dutch
Guyana and a British Guyana at one time? Both colonies but now independent.
Oh well a
colony by any other name etc……………
I remember
when Mayotte in the Comores became a French overseas department there was this
black teenager being interviewed. I have never forgotten her saying “now I am
European…”.
Doubtless
an ever expanding European Community but an odd sense of geography!
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Friday, March 24, 2017
Disdaining modern politicians. The joys of being an old reactionary.
As I type
this post I am listening to Bruce Springsteen singing old Pete Seeger songs.
When I was
young, that’s late teens to early twenties I was not at all interested in the then
modern singers of that period. With Youtube and advancing years I am taking
much more of an interest in music I rather disdained. Certainly no Beetles or
Woodstock for me at that time.
There is
something I find rather strange though, that is old age pensioner type hippies.
Long hair, usually done pony tail style and an earing or two. When I remarked
on this to my son some years ago he couldn’t understand my question; he thought
it quite natural. Then of course he didn’t know the time when old men, young as
well, all had short hair, no ear rings, (associated with pirates or gypsies),
and heaven forbid shaven scalps.
We had a
fellow in the regiment who was fed up with always getting short back and sides
so got an American style crew cut. The RSM made him wear his helmet all the
time until his hair grew back.
In the
Bahamas one would wear a jacket and tie to the cinema and stand up for the
National Anthem at the end of the film.
In Saigon
any young men with long hair were considered hippies therefore anti-war thus
pro-communist and probably draft dodgers as well so were picked by the police and
if lucky only got their hair shorn.
So now I am
considered some sort of old fashioned reactionary because I still admire our
old queen, believe in something that used to be called a family, and think that
any youngster who doesn’t deserve a good spanking from time to time must be sick
or bone lazy.
Now which
of the French presidential candidates hold the same values I do?
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Wednesday, March 22, 2017
Can one be French if one is not a Republican?
I watched
the TV debate featuring the 5 principle candidates in the upcoming elections
for about an hour and a half before deciding my beauty sleep came before the
fate of the French nation.
Well, I can’t
vote anyway.
It was
moderately interesting although none of them said anything that would have made
me vote for any of them. That the 5th Republic has run its course
must be evident to everyone except a few die hard followers of some Gaullist
vision of France. Hamon did mention a 7 year non renewable term for the
President which to me is common sense. No one followed up on the idea of
course.
Mélenchon
is always amusing but then so was Marchais the old line communist leader.
Fillon didn’t shine. Maybe he has things on his mind. I can understand a wife
buying her husband a new suit, so long as it’s not with tax payer’s money but whoever heard of a man buying another man
a suit. Most odd to me.
Macron
reminds me of an old song from the war:
Yankee
doodle came to town riding on a pony,
Stuck a
feather in his hat and called it macaroni.
In
political terms he’s still wet behind the ears.
If I had a
question for any of them it would be:
Can one be
French if one is not Republican?
I’m British
and I like the old Queen. I spent all night at her Coronation sleeping in the
street to get a good view. I wouldn’t refer to myself as a Monarchist though. It’s
just a much better system than having the country led by the likes of Thatcher,
Blair or Corbyn etc. I imagine there’s a number of British who are Republicans but
that wouldn’t make them any less
British, just a little eccentric perhaps but that’s quite acceptable in the UK.
In France a
politician must refer to the Republic or republican values at least once every
2 or 3 minutes when he’s speaking. Do the French have a monopoly of republican
values whatever they are? Imagine being born in France and not feeling at all
Republican. Would one be put down or put away? Is it in French genes? Can one
get cured of it? Not being Republican that is. The English tried it for ten
years in the 1640’s but luckily chose the Puritan Brand. That cured them of
republicanism for centuries. Since the French Revolution, the one in 1789, they’ve
tried 5 brands of Republicanism a couple of Empire, gone back to a monarchy
twice and diddled with other obscure forms of government.
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Sunday, March 19, 2017
Did someone say there's an election soon in France?
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Tuesday, March 14, 2017
Only fit for the Knacker's yard
So the
British parliament is one step closer to triggering Brexit.
I rather
have the feeling they will do what they usually do and end up half in and half
out.
They made a
mess up over metric. I use Imperial weights and measures when speaking or
writing English and metric with French. Reading British journalists trying to
use metric is laughable.
I am
against the breakup of the United Kingdom but Theresa May sounds utterly condescending
towards the Scots and I’m quite sure that all the non English parts of the UK don’t
want to be dragged down with the English conservative party.
In fact I
feel May is turning into a “cheap and nasty” version of Thatcher. Cheap &
nasty being a favourite expression of my no doubt long dead former art teacher.
The French
of course have their own problems. Not being allowed to vote here (nor in the
UK either of course) I can have no say.
It is more
than probable that in this internet age old style politicians have had their
day and will be put out to pasture.
I think I
prefer the expression “sent to the knacker’s yard”, and for those unfamiliar
with it, I include the following explanation.
Area of
a slaughterhouse where animal carcasses unfit for human consumption are
rendered into useful materials such as glue.
As an English colloquial expression, it is used to describe a person or object that is spent beyond all reasonable use, as in "He is only fit for the knacker's yard".
As an English colloquial expression, it is used to describe a person or object that is spent beyond all reasonable use, as in "He is only fit for the knacker's yard".
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Saturday, March 11, 2017
On Saint Helena, Emperor Napoleon is still waiting for his fans
Perhaps the British government could set up somewhere on Saint Helena where all the failed presidential candidates could spend a year in contemplation on La Folie des Grandeurs.
In return the French could provide accomodation at Devil's Island for outgoing British Prime Ministers to spend an indefinite time reflecting their mistakes.
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Wednesday, March 8, 2017
France's Food Fight: The growing divide between factory and organic
During the
war one of my duties as a child was to collect the eggs. Our chickens ran wild
and laid their eggs all over the place.
Another
task was to take the peas from the pods, big round green peas.
Honey was
collected from the bee hives, salt came in blocks like a loaf of bread.
Meat was
mostly wild rabbit and sometimes pheasant.
Of course
one ate the skin of fruit. What boy would ever peel an apple before eating it.
After the
war when staying with the aunt’s in London one was sent to buy fish and chips.
Of course one had to take one’s own newspaper to wrap the chips in. Oh but the
fish was delicious.
I imagine
like everyone else I ate bio. Tomatoes tasted like tomatoes and potatoes like
potatoes.
A much
better taste than pesticides.
Were those
the Good Old Days or the Bad Old Days?
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Sunday, March 5, 2017
France’s baguette obsession: The rules of "baguetiquette"
I am lucky
that I have excellent bakers within walking distance of where I live. I must
admit I cannot understand anyone living more than walking distance from a bakers.
I’ve a sister in law who picks up half a dozen baguettes from the super market
once a week and then freezes them. Why bother to live in France. I can remember
being broke in Paris in my teens looking in bakers windows without a sou to buy
a crumb.
In fact I
tend to buy the kind of bread that goes with whatever meal I will be eating. I
find industrial bread gives me a bloated stomach and I never touch it. On the
rare occasions I go to England I generally avoid bread.
It is true
though that as I now have a very varied diet including rice and pasta etc. I do
not eat bread with every meal. The art is to develop good relations with the
baker, usually the wife or her assistants who serve in the shop and make sure
they give you the exact shade of golden brown that one is happy with.
Bread is
one of those civilized aspects of France that outlive politicians who probably
have no idea what a baguette costs. When is the last time anyone saw a minister
walking home after work with a baguette in his hand?
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Friday, March 3, 2017
Friday, February 24, 2017
Love it or hate it? 24 hours on the Champs-Elysées, France's most iconic avenue
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Tuesday, February 21, 2017
France's election: 'The Russians are doing what they can to bring down Macron'
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Friday, February 17, 2017
"Made for sharing". Another storm in a tasse de thé?
The mayor
of Paris has incurred the wrath of the Académie Française for allowing
English to take precedence over French in the capital's bid to host the 2024
Olympic Games.
“Made for
sharing”,
Well
perhaps a little strange. I’m not quite sure what we are meant to share.
If I delve
into the subject I might find an explanation but that is not the idea of
sharing. Certainly it’s not their cars. I have two brother’s in law here and
neither has ever shared his car.
The French
should be very careful how they use English. I remember years ago in Orléans a
new sports goods shop opened up called if I recollect “The Athlete’s Foot”.
Well every English schoolboy knew what that affliction is, maybe English
school girls but as we didn’t share showers in those days I wouldn’t know.
Certainly athlete’s foot was made for sharing. Rather appropriate for a
sporting event.
What with
football becoming “le foot” in French and jogging becoming “le footing” etc.
I don’t see
why the Académie française is so offended by English.
Without French the English language probably wouldn’t have existed being a mixture of French and Low Saxon.
Of course
in this age of tweeting English has become so degraded there can’t be that many
people left who know how to write it correctly let alone speak it.
If Brexit
comes into force before 2024 I can’t imagine the French wanting to share
anything with the English though, let alone their language.
Now
whatever happened to the Entente Cordiale? Outside of academia I doubt if anyone knows what that was in any case.
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