Cancer 92
I am testing myself. One of my greatest pleasures has always been driving, but I tire much more easily now (13 cycles so far….), so I am wondering if I can still do the distances. I did 200 miles on Monday, 120km plus 7 hours on a ferry yesterday, and 400km today. Yes, I am knackered. I really needed to stop at 3pm, but I am ready for my next 400km tomorrow. Cancer? Huh, it will have to try harder than that to stop me driving.
I do like France but it has its imperfections.
- Tea. Why can’t they do tea? When they have tea bags they are always odd flavours rather than good British tea. I don’t want flowery grass seeds or blueberry muffin flavour.
- Tea. Why do they think that tea can be mashed properly significantly below 100 degrees? They bring out a pot, with the tea bag separate, and expect the flavour to emerge when the water is 90 degrees or lower when the tea bag is added. Not going to work.
- Tea. They serve it without milk. Milk is essential for tea. It takes away some of the bitterness leaving a perfect flavour.
- Milk. Fresh milk is becoming more common but there is still often the expectation that UHT milk can be used. It can’t. Anywhere. It is a terrible product. They even expect people to put it on cereals at breakfast, where there are cereals at breakfast.
- Breakfast. Come on, croissants and pastries? When I am in a hotel I expect bacon, sausage, eggs, and so on. Ok, this morning we did get fairly good sausages and well-presented scrambled egg, but no bacon. And rotten tea.
- Breakfast. It needs tea. Have I already mentioned this?
- Driving. Every French person on the road tailgates. It doesn’t matter what speed you do they tailgate. They can’t stand a foreigner being in front of them.
- Driving. This applies to most British people too. Reversing out onto a road. Gross incompetence.
- Mealtimes. These are largely fixed. You will eat at 1230 and at 1930 every day. You cannot be hungry at other times.
- Food. Too much cream and creaminess
I should create some balance here. Some positive things:
- Food. Foie gras. Unbeatable. I don’t care about how it is made. Those ducks and geese would do it to us if they could. It is called being higher up the food chain.
- Food. Bread. So much better than nearly all UK bread.
- Food. Rough pate. Why don’t we have proper pate in the UK any more?
- Driving. The roads are so much better than in the UK. No potholes, smooth tarmac. Perhaps we need to introduce charges for using the motorways.
- Driving. There is no one in France, so driving on the ordinary roads is such a pleasure (except for tailgating. OK there are some people in France).
- Food. Availability of veal. Why is it so difficult to get in the UK?
- Proximity to countries such as Germany and Spain, where the food is better.
- Battlefields. Lots of them (past ones of course, I don’t want the other sort).
- Vauban forts.
- Secularism.
I have no doubt you could add more to both lists. Fee free.