I watched “Father of my Children” last night, which was superb and very French – lots of chat, and not much action, but afterwards it leaves you thinking about life, and choices and all that kind of stuff. In other words a perfect contemporary French film, a bit like an Agnes Jaoui film, but without the humour! I [...]
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Fougasse – sortof
Having been forced to watch a dvd of breadmaking on Christmas Day, I’ve made a first attempt at putting my learning into action. The dough really does come alive, and the results taste good. The look however, I feel is hampered by the fact that in lacking a dough scraper, I opted to cut the [...]
Wedding photos
How do the British rate at weddings? Greeks smash plates, jews of any nationality smash glasses, the British wear hats and get smashed. The French probably wear hats as well and look stunning. But the British wear hats as if they are handcuffs. They wear hats that you’d never see outside of a wedding, and [...]
If I was French…
…would I be a different person? Or if I was Polish and born and brought up in Poland? My formative years would have been under a Stalinist Government – would that have had an impact on my views, my nature? I imagine I would have lived among the kind of people that populate Kieslowski’s Dekalog. [...]
