THIS POSTCARD arrived in our letter-box the other day. I looked at it briefly, wondering who'd sent us this little poem, and why he - or she - thought we might enjoy it. I turned it over to see who the poetic sender was. Surprise, surprise. It was
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I am finally able to compare the criminal justice systems of England and France, having been in police custody in both. The first time was in England almost 20 years ago. The latest, in France.
Last week I had an accident, or rather a frenz
There are at least two places you will find snails on a French golf course. One is in the restaurant, where they will be marinated in garlic and served hot. The other is on giant posters on the golf course, encouraging people to play faster. While
A Canadian visitor to our gîte asked me, "Why don't the French people ever smile?" I hadn't noticed this before, so I started to observe the local population more closely. And yes, he was right… Smiles are a rare sight.
"That driver tried to run us over because we're English!" our visitor claimed with wide-eyed indignation. "How did he know you are English?" I asked. "Well, he must have, and he nearly got us!"
IN 1700 Louis XIV, the Sun King, had a bit of a windfall: the throne of Spain and all the Spanish overseas possessions fell into his lap, a tidy little legacy from the childless King of Spain. To be exact, it was all left to Louis' grandson, but i
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I DON'T know what scale you rate jokes on. I mean, you can rate restaurants with Michelin Guide stars (it would have to be a pretty stunning joke to merit a Michelin star) and grade Gîtes de France with épis, ears of corn, bu
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