Tuesday, May 31, 2005

Where's my bucket and spade?

As she woke this morning Jan said, "I'm on cooking autopilot" (at least that's what it sounded like). Bless!

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Mike, Joanna, Wayne and Kate went to the beach today. Jan prepared a scrummy picnic for their lunch but they will eat out in Aigues Mortes this evening. This means that Jan and I will have lunch alone together for the first time in ages. What the hell will we talk about?

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Our dinner guests this evening are Glyn and Gill, our next door but one neighbours, who have just arrived for a two night stay, and Jill and Harry. If all this is starting to sound like an episode from Eastenders (hawk, spit) then I apologise, but console yourself in the knowledge that you didn't have to pay for a TV licence.

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My view of French politicians is one of very haughty grandees who love to dish out advice to the rest of the world but who don't seem to be in tune, or have much control over their own population. Given that a Frenchman (VGE) drafted the document, had aspirations of becoming the first European President, and given French ambitions to to be at the centre of political power in Europe, I have to admit that I keep giggling at the French 'NO' vote to the proposed European Constitution. What I find even funnier is that Chirac, who went on TV to get his humble subjects to vote 'Yes', stays in office but then sacks the Prime Minister, presumably because he is out of touch with public opinion. Nice one Jacques! The new Prime Minister who is appointed by Chirac, is a career diplomat and, unbelievably, has never been elected to public office. He is a longtime Chirac stooge and sidekick, and would appear to have his nose so far up his own arse that he can smell his own bad breath. So no change there then.

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Dinner tonight was great but then what did you expect?

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