Ian commented last night that it's only a month until Christmas. By that time we will have been here two years and I wonder where the time has gone!
One of the things I was lead to believe about France before arriving here was that the French don't do Christmas as they do in the UK. It starts later, is less tatty, more low key, etc etc.. Well. it was the second week of November when our local supermarket planted a 50 foot high inflatable snowman in the car park, and the Christmas lights are up in all the shops. This weeks advertising consists of pages and pages of Christmas essentials, from tinsel to a model of the Eiffel tower to boxes and boxes of chocolates. The shops are full of the same stuff as the shops in UK, all courtesy of a shipment or two from China. I guess that's globalism for you as the supermarkets themselves are mostly owned by multi-national companies now.
There was a thick mist this morning but now it's a clear, sunny day, warm enough to sit outside with just a jumper!
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