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Thursday, April 07, 2005
Final Paris Blog
Yes, it's that time of the week when all good contintental bloggers must return home to their roosts. It's been an interesting last few days of work - meetings, playing with audit equipment, ( re-labelling mine and two other PDT kits from the UK, for future French use), - and a trip to the warehouse today to meet the peeps and talk about the audit result & queries.
"But what of Paris?" I hear you ask...
I have now worked out why everyone in France who eats out, dines a little later than those people from the UK. (Or conversely - you can always spot the English people in French restaurants, as they are the ones eating at 7pm). It is all about television. French TV is rubbish. French people detest it so much, that they stay out of their houses - eating - between the hours of 8pm & 11pm. For those of you who have been to France,(Lauren), you will know that the only entertaining TV viewing is CNN or BBC.
To expand further - peak time viewing on any French TV channel is filled with middle-aged, balding, ex-celebrity TV presenters hosting a whole range of stomach churning visual bile juice TV. I mean there are dating programmes, discussion programmes, discussions about dating programmes, reunion programmes, break up programmes, teenage discussion programmes - all presented by middle-aged fat balding men. There is something extremely unnatural about a dirty old man interviewing a teenage girl about her love life in front of a studio audience. Oh yes - there is always a studio audience in the background.
It's totally unbelievable. If you do only do one thing in your life - then come to Paris and watch French TV.
Well, my time is almost done here in France. I was due to be here all next week, but things* have changed, so I may only be back later in the week.
Thanks for dropping by - I hope my Letters From Paris have inspired you to get on the next Air France plane and wing you way over here ;)
(These things* are to be discussed at a much later date....)
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