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Not just the Duke

The Duke of Edinburgh didn't get enough flack for driving without a seat belt in my opinion.  Despite the proof that seat belts save lives, it is the law and no-one is above the law.  Has he forgotten that Princess Diana was not wearing a seat belt when she was killed in Paris.  Even more disturbing is that when I looked out of my window the other day my neighbour's daughter and her husband were driving off without either wearing a seat belt and on her lap in the front passenger seat she had her 12 month old baby sitting on her lap.

I went to a meeting the other day held by the British Embassy to inform us of the latest negotiations with France.  There were hundreds of British people there and I didn't recognise one of them.  Where do they all live?  Why do I never come across any of them?  Anyway the chap from the Embassy did quite well, answering questions with a low key sense of humour but the Prefect didn't fare so well as he bore the brunt of the complaints about problems getting a resident's permit.  One woman said she had been told that her health cover would be withdrawn on the 29 March and another had been refused a resident's permit on the grounds that her income was too low.   She had been told to get out of France, as have others, which rather belies the speech that the French Prime Minister gave in which he stated that all British people will be welcome to remain here and will be treated with respect.  Maybe the word 'respect' gets lost in the translation.

The protests continue with the yellow vests competing against the red scarves, or maybe they are all on the same side.   In view of the British passports changing colour after Brexit perhaps I should start a third wave of protests - blue trousers?

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