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Don't mess with the French

 I was travelling by train from Charles de Gaulle to Angers a few years ago.  The train guard announced that there was a piece of luggage without a name on it and he asked for the owner to well 'own up'.  No-one responded so at the next station, the train made an unscheduled stop and threw the case on to the platform.  This morning in Lidl's a man was shopping with his mask  down below his chin.  The staff told him to wear the mask properly but he refused,  saying that the regulations say that he must wear a mask,  which he was doing, they didn't say it had to cover his nose and mouth.  The wife stood quietly, fully masked, shuffling her feet.  At that point the staff, 3 of them,  confiscated his trolley and told him to get out.  He protested but faced with determined staff and outraged shoppers he stood no chance.  He didn't go quietly but he did go.  I have seen  shoppers gang up before, especially female ones, but some men still think they can bully their way through life.

Looking for a place to live is not easy with the estate agents being closed and other distractions in my life, but my grandson is on the case and what a relief it is for him to do the online searches for me.  Roll on the day when I can actually see my family in the flesh again, rather than on screen.  


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