Air France has been on strike. The air traffic controllers haven't. At the modern cafe the television is on. The farmers are either having or are about to have another jour de mobilization. A farmer, straight out of central casting, is being interviewed. He is ' uncompromising '. It seems the French President wants to wean the farming sector off government subsidies. Good luck with that.
In the supermarket discounted Father Christmas's are on display next to the first of the ( non-discounted ) Easter eggs. Their is probably a lesson in that but it's too early to think about what it might be.
Maison du Monde, the furniture store on the Rue de la Republique, has closed. Workmen take down the signs to reveal the 70's era logos from the previous occupant - Galeries Billieres. All the town centres around are slowly dying or if not dying retrenching into their cores. The French have discovered out of town shopping malls.
Sophie is infuriated by the Nuthatches. She sits on the lawn and barks at them. They ignore her and munch away at he sunflower seeds in the bird feeder. She finds their audacity infuriating. Nuthatches have, perhaps, the most soulful eyes of any bird.
Bob plays touch rugby, does a little rug surfing and , while his sister is otherwise engaged with the Nuthatches, heads upstairs for a nap.
So starts a Saturday morning in deepest,deepest France profonde.
Esoteric insight of the day. The earliest evidence of human social structures : https://www.sapiens.org/archaeology/paleolithic-burial-sunghir/
And why Scotland - and its railways - will always be different : https://twitter.com/AlexandraMatts/status/967061153015894019