The day of protest was Saturday, then Sunday, Monday and Tuesday. Yesterday I joined the 5 kilometre queue of traffic trying to either get into the town or round it. Every vehicle was stopped and asked to sign a petition. I didn't dare ask what would happen if I didn't sign and clearly all the other drivers willingly took the pen and scribbled their name. I was very late for my tennis game. As I left I gaily said to my tennis partner, 'At least they don't stop people leaving the town.' I spoke too soon. Every driver was again being asked to sign the petition. Although I had already signed it there was nothing I could do but patiently wait in the traffic jam.
Despite everything that is said in the UK on the subject of Brexit and all the false reassurances, the French do what they want. The latest official French government announcement is that if there is a no deal Brexit then none of the British living in France will have any status whatsoever. Will we be herded into buses, I wonder, and sent to the ferry port with our meagre belongings? Will old resentments from history resurface so that our homes are seized by the revolutionaries? Well we all need a bit of excitement in our lives.
Despite everything that is said in the UK on the subject of Brexit and all the false reassurances, the French do what they want. The latest official French government announcement is that if there is a no deal Brexit then none of the British living in France will have any status whatsoever. Will we be herded into buses, I wonder, and sent to the ferry port with our meagre belongings? Will old resentments from history resurface so that our homes are seized by the revolutionaries? Well we all need a bit of excitement in our lives.
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