As quintessential Englishmen me and Patrick have a long standing dislike of the French pumped into our system from a young age. It's not racist, it's old fashioned. However in my case one French man is fighting back this long standing tradition and making me adore something about France. For a long while now I have been aware and in awe of a Frenchman from France called Remi Gaillard. If you are unfamiliar with Remi then have a quick perusal of Youtube here, here and here. As you can see this guy has balls, if you didn't watch the videos he doesn't show his gentleman's area, he just does things to people that require a certain amount of self confidence and stupidity. I do appreciate that mot French inhabitants aren't croissant munching, beret wearing, garlic accessorising mimes. However not only does Remi have facial hair some of the time, which can make me love someone, but he is fun. Now I've been to France, more than once even, and I really wish I had a good French anecdote but I don't, so now I look like a proper chump. I guess I cold tell you that for breakfast I made myself some French toast and poured some syrup over it, washed it down with a cup of coffee. I wasn't even fully dressed. Does that count as a French anecdote? I sure hope so.
For now and also the next 48ish hours it is good bye from me.
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