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Masks again

 I was in the UK for a  month and only  had to wear a mask once.  Here in France they must be worn in shops and all indoor spaces.  Following the introduction of having to be vaccinated in order to enter a café or restaurant, the French have rushed to get their shots, which means that the number of vaccinated in France has risen above those in the UK and the US.  Tough but it works and the vaccinated feel safer and more confident.

On Sunday we celebrated my son's birthday early in a pseudo American restaurant in Chichester.  We were all in a jolly mood and my son took it in good part when he was serenaded by the waiters wearing strange clothes and 'playing' tambourines and triangles, carrying a 'bomb' dessert.  Bella didn't turn up so the question hangs in the air, 'who is Bella?'

As I was being searched in Portsmouth prior to boarding the ferry, the official pointed out that my number plate desperately needed replacing  so today I went to a garage and asked for a new one, which he did in less than 3 minutes.  Impressive, I thought.  I  pointed out though that it says that the number plate belongs in department 49 instead of 79.  Gallic shrug followed by a 'it doesn't matter.'  I said that I now had 49 on the front and 79 on the back.  Another Gallic shrug.  I love it. 


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