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Escape? There is no escape

So last week I escaped the protests in France to go to the UK to babysit only to immersed in the Brexit fiasco going on there.  I took Ryanair.  In the pouring rain, coming horizontally because of the wind all the passengers were hustled out of the terminal so that we could stand getting soaking wet for 15 minutes.  Why?  What reasonable company would behave like that?  We didn't get onto the plane any quicker, we just got wetter and then had to sit for an hour and a hour in wet clothes.  For those at the front of the line who had paid for priority boarding, it must have been more annoying and I would add there was a woman in a wheelchair and parents holding babies and toddlers.  So come on Ryanair where is our dignity?

As the protests continue I notice that they have erected wooden sheds at the roundabouts, supposedly to keep warm and dry when there is no vehicle in sight.  Today the students in the school have walked out.  Are they really fired up about the cost of living or just taking the opportunity to get a day off school?  Friday the unions have called a general strike, although that is what I thought they were doing today and the protesters have vowed to continue until Macron resigns.  Good luck with that then.


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