V brave. Makes me feel crap about being stuck in France atm. I'm glad people are actually starting to DO something, instead of just grumbling into their cornflakes as they read the morning papers (i.e. the usual British response). The French couldn't believe we were just sitting back and taking it - they spent my first 2 months here protesting about raising the pensions age by 2 years (which is nothing compared with how far Britiain's age has been raised in the past).
Well peeved with Clegg. Tbh 'peeved' doesn't start to cover it.
Thankyou! Plenty are still grumbling- Mail readers, for instance, only this time they're grumbling at us. :-) I like the French attitude. Or at least, whilst there are problems I have with their current government, I appreciate the up-ness of its people for making it very clear when they don't like something. Perhaps if we can encourage something of that approach here, protests won't be the preserve of violent nongs and baby anarchists, and the police will have to develop a more intelligent solution. Because it'll be *decent folk* marching!
Peeved, yes... I am so angry with him, I could roll him up in a plum pudding like Samuel Whiskers did with Tom Kitten. I tell you!
At the moment the French hate Sarkozy so much that they're ready to make a huge fuss about anything (or nothing). Though they've been quiet for a while - it's nice that the trains/buses/post offices are functioning.
I wish LJ had a 'like' button so that I could fully express my sentiments regarding your Clegg-pudding idea.
They don't like him? Really, that's encouraging. I've little to go on but I had the impression- strikes etc. aside- that he was not too unpopular, if mediocre. (TBH I've wanted to pudding him good, too, since the Roma explusion situation.) I hoped you'd get that- it was one of my favourite stories. Beatrix Potter was dead sarcastic sometimes.
He's extremely unpopular. Oh, and the Roma are getting their own back: they get paid to leave the country, so some take the money and come straight back again, then get paid to leave again, then come back, etc.
He does have little legs; he could porte les chausseurs des platformes, non? (ok I will stop with the franglais as I am sure it is embarrassing to you.) Or she could walk alongside him in a specially-dug trench.
Il porte déjà des chausseurs des platformes (franglais isn't the least embarrassing, I speak it on a daily basis - when I manage to talk at all). 'Carla Bruni trench-digger' would be a full-time occupation, and sounds a bit like the boondoggle jobs they had during the Great Depression (e.g. scaring pigeons).
Oh, his secret is out! (I have almost no French vocab so cannot parlez le Franglais too well; all mes amis Francaise are good with English. Et je suis idle, naturellement. Ok I am just guessing now. I am better with Mockdeutsch, or maybe Ukrainhliyskoyu. And tortured portmanteaux.) Hmm, you'd have to have a strapping team digging the trench- 'boondoggle' must be used more widely, btw- as she is Tall, and thus covers more ground. There is probably an equation: speedofPresident [plus drag coefficient of chasseurs des platformes] considered v. speedofCarlaBruni = speedoftrench-digging, divided by size of Carli Bruni Trench-Digger labour force. Ultimately the best solution maybe a small monorail alongside the trench on which msr.President can stand so his wee jambes will not be overtaxed. I could scare pigeons... I have my own stick and everything!
Well peeved with Clegg. Tbh 'peeved' doesn't start to cover it.
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Plenty are still grumbling- Mail readers, for instance, only this time they're grumbling at us. :-)
I like the French attitude. Or at least, whilst there are problems I have with their current government, I appreciate the up-ness of its people for making it very clear when they don't like something. Perhaps if we can encourage something of that approach here, protests won't be the preserve of violent nongs and baby anarchists, and the police will have to develop a more intelligent solution. Because it'll be *decent folk* marching!
Peeved, yes... I am so angry with him, I could roll him up in a plum pudding like Samuel Whiskers did with Tom Kitten. I tell you!
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I wish LJ had a 'like' button so that I could fully express my sentiments regarding your Clegg-pudding idea.
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I hoped you'd get that- it was one of my favourite stories. Beatrix Potter was dead sarcastic sometimes.
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Nice one. That's certainly what I would do in their situation.
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Or she could walk alongside him in a specially-dug trench.
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Hmm, you'd have to have a strapping team digging the trench- 'boondoggle' must be used more widely, btw- as she is Tall, and thus covers more ground. There is probably an equation: speedofPresident [plus drag coefficient of chasseurs des platformes] considered v. speedofCarlaBruni = speedoftrench-digging, divided by size of Carli Bruni Trench-Digger labour force. Ultimately the best solution maybe a small monorail alongside the trench on which msr.President can stand so his wee jambes will not be overtaxed.
I could scare pigeons... I have my own stick and everything!
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