I am going away for a few days tomorrow, so blogging may be lighter than usual, or if the weather is crap, heavier. Who knows?
Work and various things have been keeping me busy recently, hence the lack of posts over the last couple of weeks. Do I apologise for that? Nah. 'S'life, innit.
I will be in D-Day country for the next week or so: sadly without the bike, but happily with some great people. We are house-sitting for a friend-of-a-friend. The house is alleged to have 'le wee-fee', but I don't know if there is a password, or if everything will default to Google.fr like it did last time, so it may be a bit random.
Play nicely.
Enjoy!
ReplyDeleteThank you - I will make a sterling effort to do so. Or a Euro effort if that doesn't work.
ReplyDeleteJust think: by the time you get back everyone down to chief inspector in the Met and anything up to three Murdochs may have resigned. Any lip from the French just say 'Strauss-Kahn'.
ReplyDeleteHave a jolly good time.
Haha! Reading the political blogs, there is a body of opinion that says Cameron himself is vulnerable. In the past, I have holidayed without the benefit of the British Press and have had to catch up on my return. This time, I will be laptop-capable and will follow events as far as the Haut Merlot permits. We're in for an interesting couple of weeks, methinks.
ReplyDeleteStrauss-Kahn - sounds like a Victorian medical complaint.
When I (diplomatically) raised the subject of Monsieur Strauss-Kahn when on hols in France the answer was 'German name - he's not really French. He's a German!". Vive la France!
ReplyDeleteThat's right. when you return it will only be the professional crooks in charge, not those third rate amateurs from the Conservative party, News International and New Scotland yard.
ReplyDeleteOh, for a return to proper crooks in charge - at least with robber barons you knew where you were, and they didn't preach at you while emptying your wallet.
ReplyDelete'le wee-fee'
ReplyDeleteLast time I was in France, as I was checking in the receptionist asked me if I wanted the "Whiffy" in my room. Instinctively, I started to say no, but then realised what he meant...