It was our intention to head up to Champ de Feu, the nearest ski station to Strasbourg, to go sledging on Boxing/St. Stephen's Day this year, however this plan seemed hard to justify when 40 cm of snow settled in the City itself on Christmas morning; and given the fact too that the council had failed to grit any roads that night, taking a Peugeot 107 up a twisting icy mountain route to 1100m was likely to have been a regretful episode. Despite my own disappointment, the tiny wee slope on the south side of Parc du Contades proved to be a worthy substitute for our nippers, who both being under five years probably wouldn't have appreciated the high octane delights of the 300m+ luge piste in the Vosges anyway. There are however a few minor niggles with the slope that is formed once the luges come out: the local kids opt to form the slope on the steepest side of the hill, which thus results in the shortest slide; (and as much as I keep pointing out to [...]
Political Correctness is a phenomenon that has yet to hit France and frankly I hope that it never does. One upside, for example, is that I can legitimately choose to watch the live coverage of the Miss France finals on TF1 tonight. Now admittedly, while the politically-correct indoctrinated side of me might be whispering to my subconscious: This is tacky, demeaning and frankly outmoded couch-potato television. ... there's a part of me that thinks it's refreshing top-drawer entertainment. ... though I may just be getting old.