On market days the cafe that we frequent spills out onto the street and our table stuck out well into the road. We stayed until after the market had finished and the stall holders had cleared the street. What was funny, was that as the street got back to normal, the drivers of cars that were having to squeeze past us, apologised at having to disturb us. Now that's what I call people power. Vive la revolution! Such is life at Sommieres market.
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Talking about vive la revolution, this article is interesting and helps to put some of the recent unrest with the young and the new employment contract into some kind of context. As far as I'm concerned, the notion of jobs for life disappeared with the dodo (and so will France as an economic power unless the French start to see some sense). What I find interesting about all this is that I had no idea that French attitudes were so self centred and deeply entrenched. The next few years will be very interesting.
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Tonight Jan prepared cheese soufflé, slow cooked lamb and minted strawberries for dinner. All washed down with a few bottles from Domaine de Baubiac. My new best friend.
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