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Life without the internet

The internet broke down where I am staying and, unfortunately, mobiles don't have any coverage either so for 3 days life has been difficult.  The notaire sent me papers that I couldn't get access to, nor the ones that Orange sent.   I went to Angers to get a bank cheque and was told it would take 2 days.  Why?  My son's account went down to zero and I couldn't transfer any money to it, and missing orders from Waterstone's to my son and grandson went unnoticed.

All that disruption, and I am just one person.  A major attack on the system could bring the world to a standstill.  Some  have already tried and succeeded, at least to selected organisations.

I enjoyed a lovely dinner in a restaurant on Tuesday before heading to the cinema to see James Bond.  It took me a long time to find a restaurant that actually served food before 7pm.  Even the Chinese restaurant, which is in spitting distance of the cinema, doesn't open before 7pm.  I did suggest to them that if they opened an hour earlier they could advertise 'pre cinema dinner' but I am not holding my breath that things will change.

The dinner was lovely apart from one thing.  Half the plate was covered with lettuce, known as 'salade' in France.  I don't want to eat rabbit food.  I want vegetables but you would think they didn't exist in a country where nearly all the restaurants serve horrible lettuce, while being surrounded by farmland and markets, growing and selling vegetables.  

I was disappointed in the James Bond movie.  There was too much talking and sentimentality and not enough action, and what happened to fist fights looking like a real fight? Now there is a noise, a flash of light, and someone falls on the floor.  They could  learn from the old John Wayne fights.  Give me back the dry humour and subtlety of Sean Connery, combine it with modern technical stuff and then you have a winner.

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