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Monet Montorgueil

Today is Bastille day, aka French National day. Obviously everybody has to work this side of the Channel, but that’s not the case in France. In my home country there was a huge military parade on the Champs Elysees, and everybody was watching it, just like any other 14th of July. If I were in France, I would probably be at the village ball by now, dancing the night away. I always thought that the 14th of July was the real start of the summer holidays. Ah, memories…

But no, instead, I spent the day working, like any other day. I couldn’t go out in the evening because I hadn’t booked a babysitter. Maybe I should have. Going out when you have kids is a bit like planning an expedition : you have to do it a lot in advance, and I couldn’t be bothered. In short, it was just a regular day. Nothing more, nothing less.

Does it mean that I have become British? Well, I wouldn’t be so sure. I am starting to miss the Mediterranean like mad. It’s something about the light and the cicadas, and I badly need it right now. And for some reason, I remain the French expert. I often get questions about ‘the French’ -if there is such a thing!-. A friend of mine called me today: she was all excited because after a few days her brand new French boyfriend had told her that he loved her. I had to explain that he doesn’t really mean it. He just means that he kind of likes her. I was as diplomatic as I could, but I think that she couldn’t help being a bit disappointed. She thought that he was going to ask her to marry him soon. Well, the average French guy probably says ‘Je t’aime’ more than the number of times he brushes his teeth -and French guys usually have good teeth. So much for cultural differences. Or maybe I have just become too cynical. That’s just me, I suppose. I hope I didn’t ruin her day. I might have, actually. I will never get it right. Sigh. So much for trying to help. 

On this note, I hope that you enjoyed Bastille day! And I will go to sleep listening for French music to put me in the right mood!

Muriel – A French Yummy Mummy In London