And so it continues...

What started as a quasi-complaint about the state of French schools has gained momentum, and is now almost a full blown 'French Revolution'. Over last weekend, HALF A MILLION people took to the streets.

The brainwashed lefty children of France are still rioting. In fact I think there's nothing they love more in France than lobbing a few Pavées at the Gendarmes. Gratuitous violence, car-burning, and looting, are almost the National Sport. The junior-left, and Islam, have now joined forces, and the flames are being well fanned!

Of course it's not only children who are 'demonstrating'. The fragrant extreme left-wing Mayor of St Denis in Paris, M Bally Bagayoko (center in photo), is joining in too. He is encouraging his acolytes to 'man the barricades', and force the government to give-in to whatever his/their crazy demands are!

Looking at film footage, one can immediately see that the rioters, arsonists, and looters, are not all schoolchildren; most seem to be adolescent N African immigrants, who are joining-in for a bit of anarchistic fun. This (below) is just one example of their handiwork; the beautiful old historic Town Hall in Limoges has been burned to the ground. Imagine that; these people who came to France for a better life have now totally destroyed an important national building. Well done guys!!!

Elsewhere they are attacking 'designer stores', and (predictably) anywhere that sells Trainers, Cigs, or Alcohol.

Perhaps if M Bagayoko, who is of Malian Muslim origin, had spent more of St Denis's money on his local schools he might not have had to humiliate himself. St Denis is one of Paris's largest suburbs, and Health and Education should be amongst his priorities; not encouraging riots.

It always worries me when I see politicians working AGAINST the welfare of their own community, and their country. Bagayoko is showing a very bad example to the children he is supposedly supporting.

Dimwitted hooligans are well known for following whatever trend is on TikTok or wherever else, so it comes as no surprise that children in Belgium and Italy have taken to the streets in a copycat version of France. They are rioting, burning, and lobbing missiles at the Cops just like their French cousins. One has to wonder how many other countries will follow suit. If TikTok tells them to do so; THEY WILL.

I have mentioned previously that my life-long love affair with France is slowly coming to an end. I think you can imagine why! 

What connection (if any) there is between left-wing pupils complaining about their education, and hundreds of thousands of immigrants looting and destroying, is still a mystery. It's a strange alliance, but, predictably, one that I think we all understand!

 

Egg Cups

I had a 'Big Birthday' last summer, and this (below) was one of my prezzies.

My good friend S gave me this totally charming Egg Cup and cover. She knows how much I love such things, and she managed to find this perfect gift for me.

It is basically a silver egg cup with a glass domed cover. It looks as if it ought to be antique, but apparently it isn't. It is an extravagant piece of breakfast kit, of a type that one might expect to find at Boodles or The Savoy. The cover is designed to keep one's boiled egg warm whilst Geeves irons your shirt.

Such objects make the simplest of gastronomic activities, such as eating a boiled egg, into an even greater pleasure.  

A few years ago S and I were mooching around a Boot Sale in some French village together, when I picked-up this Egg Cup (below) and admired it.

On returning home she presented it to me. She had bought it behind my back as a surprise. 

It is a really charming little Egg Cup, and is the one I always use in France.

Unfortunately I now longer scour the Boot Sales of either England or France, but in the days when I did, beautiful old Egg Cups were always in mind; as were antique glass Eye-Wash Cups (but that's for another day).

ATT.

 

Just in case you are unaware of this wonderful, stand-by, store-cupboard, Pasta dish, let me tell you all about it.

It is known here as ATT, which stands for 'Anne's Tuna Thingy', and it's a regular favourite in the Magnon home.

ATT has two great redeeming features. Firstly it is delicious, and secondly it is made from ingredients that most people usually have in their larders. 

I am very particular about my Spaghetti. It has to be 'classic' Panzani, and has to be specially imported from France.

After that it's all very simple. For two people you will need half an Onion, a small tin of Tuna in Olive Oil, some Single Cream, a few Capers, a splash of White Wine, and some S & P. Decorative chopped Parsley is optional; freshly grated Parmesan isn't!

Chop the Onion reasonably finely, and fry in the Olive Oil from the can. Add the Tuna, the Cream, the White Wine, S & P to taste, and maybe a very few dried Chilli flakes. When the Spaghetti is cooked combine the two, mix gently, and serve with the freshly grated Parmesan.

In recent times we've been having this once a week, and we never tire of it. If the idea of a creamy Tuna sauce with your Pasta appeals to you; TRY THIS. I am 99% sure that you'll love it.

One law for all.....

 

This man above (yes, it's a man), is Englishman Timothy Millar aged 76.

Some time ago he was arrested in Portsmouth for wearing a Burqa. He was accused of 'trying to conceal his identity'. When Miller recently attended court, he again wore his Burqa.

At his hearing he claimed to have converted to Islam, and said he wished to gain a greater understanding of his new religion. When asked if he had any defense, he said 'It's very simple, there should be one law for all'.

His trial will take place on February 16th 2027.

I imagine that he will be cleared of any 'crime'. If not, and he is found guilty, expect to see a lot more Burqa-wearing, or masked, people being arrested in 2027; both men and women. 

The judge will have a real problem. If he finds Miller guilty, he will have set a precedent that will send panic signals throughout the Muslim population. If, however, he finds him innocent it will cause huge problems for the Police, whose widespread Facial Recognition Cameras will prove to be totally useless. 

As Miller himself said, it's all about 'one law for all'.

Sofa so good.

 

We have two sofas in the sitting room; one each (ignore the mess). Lady M's is on the left, and mine on the right.

Underneath all those 'throws' and cushions, they are both plain off white (matching), and are extremely comfortable. They are the sort of sofas that entice one into an afternoon siesta on a hot Summer's day.

But there was a problem. Lady M's sofa recently sprung a spring. She summoned me as the house handyman, and demanded that I fetch my Heath Robinson book of 'How to fix just about anything'; and mend it.

I gave it a cursory glance, performed some basic surgery so that I could inspect the interior, then with the help of an old wire hanger, I did my best to make it perfect again.

Sadly, although it did strengthen it, it didn't really solve the problem, and I threw-in the towel.

We discussed the alternatives. Buy two new sofas, take her sofa apart and re-build it, or simply allow her to sink further down towards the floor.

Then Lady M shouted 'EUREKA', and showed me an object that she had found on the net.

It was a 'Sofa Rejuvenator Board'; a folding 'board' that lies underneath the cosy cushions, and makes your sagging sofa well again. I was given the task of asking Mr Amazon if he would supply one, and he did so, at the bargain price of just twenty quid.

Well, the 'Saggy Sofa Saver' has now arrived, been installed and tested, and I can assure you that it works.

Verdict: 10/10, her sofa is back to its old self again.

I had no idea that such wonderful things existed. It's amazing what you can find on the net!

More Trumpism

Just in case you haven't seen this, here is America's President, Donald Trump, making fun of a mentally ill British man, who was recently killed by a Tiger at The Yorkshire Wildlife Park.

Well Donald; if you found that funny.... we didn't!

 

Toast and.....

 

I have mentioned many times that breakfast for me is always tricky. I often know what I shall be having the night before, but often I come downstairs at 5 am, not knowing at all what I wish to eat. Part of the problem is that I eat my breakfast alone!

Luckily, recently, Kimbo had bought me some Duck Eggs, so there was no need to scratch my head for the following morning. Delicious.

If I'm unsure about my desires, I just open the fridge door, and have a good look around. Recently I noticed a jar of Anchovies just waiting to be devoured. Not everyone's Cup of Tea.

And this very morning I remembered a pot of Houmous that I'd just bought. Houmous is a real favourite on toast. I split life into two eras; there is pre-Houmous, and post-Houmous. How did we survive in the pre-Houmous days? I'm not sure, but I think it first arrived in the UK in the late 60's.

I usually make my own, but I was being lazy. Delicious.

On Friday mornings there is no head-scratching. Kimbo always joins me for an early breakfast, and we treat ourselves to a FULL-ENGLISH. German Sausage, Scottish Haggis, Dutch Bacon, and an English Egg. Perfect.