I have an accent

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May 15, 2016

About five minutes into an under-8s rugby match I was refereeing last weekend one of the fresh-faced little “rugbymen” briefly interrupted proceedings with “I have a question.” I obliged him with a moment’s attention – did the penalty need explaining perhaps? “Are you Breton?” he quizzed. I’m sure Nigel Owens doesn’t have to deal with […]


Flying to the UK?

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January 2, 2016

It seems life in Strasbourg maybe about to get complicated for us expats, again. Having waited years for a direct UK flight to come to the city – Easyjet and Ryanair both opened routes the within the same twelve months to London. Up until 2014 we’d either had to endure the minibus service to Baden […]


The fear of New Year

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December 29, 2015

A few weeks ago I vowed to find us an escape from Strasbourg on the night of total madness – known to many as Saint Sylvester or New Year’s Eve. Unfortunately it seems every hotel, hostel, campsite, chalet and guesthouse within a two hour radius of the city has been booked solid – with the […]


Imagine no religion

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November 17, 2015

When I was about 13 years old our high-school English teacher asked us to write about something that we thought needed changing. As inspiration he gave us an example: Should First Division football clubs be allowed to replace the grass pitches with plastic/synthetic ones? The objective of the exercise was to express an opinion while […]


Cooking evasion

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August 18, 2015

cuisineevasionIf you’ve lived in France for any length of time you will be familiar with the frozen-foods store PICARD. If you’ve never heard of it – imagine something across between Marks and Spencer’s and Iceland: rows of chest freezers brimming with top-quality, petrified nosh.

To help customers identify what’s in each freezer…


Beware of Taxmen bearing gifts

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August 10, 2015

If my time as a freelancer in France has taught me anything – it’s not to trust the French state when it comes to handling anything to do with, er, anything. This rule should be applied even when things appear to be going your way. Today, I’m faced with one of those situations which at […]


You call that a coffee?

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August 3, 2015

I guess you might call it a case of mild reverse culture shock. Although I’ve returned to the UK regularly since emigrating, nearly ten years ago, each time I come back there is usually something about British Culture that feels somewhat alien to me. For example, this time around it’s coffee. I’m amazed at how […]


Missing the music

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July 26, 2015

We’re on hols in the UK at the moment, our country of origin. As ever we’ve been soaking up the British weather (literally) and the culture (metaphorically). The kids were surprised and somewhat disappointed to learn, this time around, that NRJ Hit Music Radio is not actually available in England. Moreover that none of the […]


O yea of little nous

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June 25, 2015

There is a small red Smart car that has been parked down at the end of our road for the past two weeks. Emblazoned across it’s side is the old English word for ‘moreover’ : Yea! (pronounced yay). Normally anyone who forgets to move their car from this particular spot, in less then three hours, would find themselves with a parking ticket; but this one seems to be immune…


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