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I have a Name

 Once you have children you lose your identity, suddenly becoming, 'this is my mum' then 'this is my grandma.'  He hum I cough politely and smiling I hold out my hand, 'Hi I am Sue.'  'Oh yeah,' my offspring mutter, as though surprised that I exist in some other form, or  ever dared to have another form before becoming their mother/grandma.  The other day a man approached with a lady by his side and said, 'Hi Sue, this is my wife,' leaving me to ask her what her name was, on the assumption that it wasn't 'wife'.

Vaguely on the same subject, Trump, while giving evidence in one of his numerous investigations against him, confused the woman he sexually abused with his first wife, and last week he thought Nicky Haley, who is running against him in the Republican party, with Nancy  Pelosi, the former speaker of the House.   Nicky  is 52 and Nancy is in her 80s  but then I suppose all women over the age of 25 look the same to him.   It could be his eyesight but somehow I doubt it.

Here in France we are enjoying the irresistible smell of manure and burning tyres as the farmers vent their anger against the government and the EU.   I have sympathy for them although they should realise that it isn't the politicians they are inconveniencing, they just take helicopters or private planes to get where they want to go.  However I am fully behind the farmers, the average annual income of a farmer being 4300€.  So come on Macron,  how does that compare with your income?


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