This blogging lark and the book arrived
I have been in the grip of my usual procrastinitis over the last two weeks. Repeat : 'It doesn't have to be perfect Francesca, just bloody get on with it'.
If only I could get paid for thinking. Then all our money worries would be over and the French state could stop paying me unemployment benefit for me to rail against it. (That last sentence surely shows I am almost French.)
'Au revoir and thanks for all the euros (and francs before that)' would be a good epitaph for my time here.
'Enfin un boulot' arrived a few days ago, and I have read it already. Hubski is on chapter two. I say with a mixture of shame and pride that it is the first French book I have ever read (ok, skimmed) from cover to cover.
What strikes me about this book is that it is very balanced, fair and unemotional - something I cannot be as I'm just not grown up enough. There are lots of useful facts and stats sourced from official-sounding websites, and I skimmed those bits.
Several extracts stood out for me, and they are special in that they come from a French man and therefore prove to me that I am not insane or raving when I shout it from the rooftops as to Why I Want To Go Home.
I'll include some next time, not because I'm a procrastinator but because I've just searched the house from top to bottom for the book, and I think hubski may have eaten it.
If only I could get paid for thinking. Then all our money worries would be over and the French state could stop paying me unemployment benefit for me to rail against it. (That last sentence surely shows I am almost French.)
'Au revoir and thanks for all the euros (and francs before that)' would be a good epitaph for my time here.
'Enfin un boulot' arrived a few days ago, and I have read it already. Hubski is on chapter two. I say with a mixture of shame and pride that it is the first French book I have ever read (ok, skimmed) from cover to cover.
What strikes me about this book is that it is very balanced, fair and unemotional - something I cannot be as I'm just not grown up enough. There are lots of useful facts and stats sourced from official-sounding websites, and I skimmed those bits.
Several extracts stood out for me, and they are special in that they come from a French man and therefore prove to me that I am not insane or raving when I shout it from the rooftops as to Why I Want To Go Home.
I'll include some next time, not because I'm a procrastinator but because I've just searched the house from top to bottom for the book, and I think hubski may have eaten it.
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