On The Subject Of Play Rugby In France

Richard asks…
Will SBW play Rugby in France?
Can the NRL stop him, our courts have no juristiction over French law, the NRL is all bluff at this stage, the IRB and ARU have washed there hands of it, they cannot stop him!!!

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Categories: Questions Tags: France, Geography of the United Kingdom, Glasgow, Hospitality/Recreation, Names, rugby, Scotland, Sports, Stewart McIntosh, United Kingdom
On The Subject Of France Politics 19th Century

Linda asks…
Someone to research in 19-20 century France?
I’m doing a project for french class & I have to pick a person or brand (eg-Chanel) or something to study in detail. My presentation only has to be 15 minutes. Anyone have any suggestions?!
(i was thinking someone in politics, but if you had ANY suggestions they’d be appreciated!)

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Categories: Questions Tags: 2nd millennium, America, France, French people, Hip, League of Nations, Medicinal plants, Military, oil, Opioids, Opium, Politics, United Kingdom, Vietnam
On The Subject Of Driving In France Roads

Paul asks…
Am looking for a friend to help me locate a simple job in one of these countries USA,UK,FRANCE.?
I drive road construction tractors.

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Your Questions About Driving In France Vehicle

Mary asks…
looking to buy a used left hand drive vehicle in Belgium or Holland where do I start?
I will be living in Portugal from April 07 and I would like to drive down from the UK with possibly a trailer with some of our household items, I want to purchase a used left hand drive Land Rover Freelander with a tow bar, preferably with a European number plate, can any one give me names of car dealers in Belgium, Holland or northern France
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British Style Bouffe
If France and England have a tense history, you wouldn’t know it after eating at Le Bal Café, a new spot where lines of Parisians seem more than happy to scarf down scones, kippers and kedgeree.
Hidden at a tiny impasse near place de Clichy, Le Bal is an exhibition space housed in a former bordello and ballroom (thus le bal). The café has been open since September.
Whether you come for the art and stay for the food or vice versa doesn’t matter: there’s no shame in either. Two alumnae of Rose Bakery are running the kitchen, and the menu is an appealing assemblage of cross-channel specialties.
Start brunch or afternoon tea with the aforementioned scones, flaky and not too sweet.
Consider the Welsh rarebit or kippers (smoked herring) on toast.
I kept it simple with an English breakfast of fried eggs, seriously good bacon, roasted tomatoes and toast, and was not disappointed; this is not the sloppy hash-slinging you find at many brunches, but thoughtful cooking with plenty of fresh touches.
Categories: Paris France Tags: Breakfast, Breakfast foods, British cuisine, Brunch, Food and drink, France, Full breakfast, Gastronomy, Hospitality/Recreation, Kipper, Le Bal, Le Bal Café, Meals, Scone, United Kingdom, Welsh rarebit
When I Was a Boy
When I was a boy, my father had an “allotment”.
For the duration of World War 2, the United Kingdom became separated from her normal trading resources, which mostly came by sea. This being the case, the administration of the day motivated individuals to “Dig for Victory”… i.e., turn their flower gardens into vegetable gardens, and so grow to be more self-sufficient.
Categories: Garden Tags: Agriculture, allotment, Community development, Faboideae, Food and drink, Pea, Pigeon pea, United Kingdom, Urban agriculture, Vegan cuisine, Vegetable, Vegetarian cuisine, Victory garden
The 11th Day of the 11th Month
I received this text from a long time friend. I unashamedly reproduce it here.
The British Soldier
The average British soldier is 19 years old…..he is a short haired, well built lad who, under normal circumstances is considered by society as half man, half boy. Not yet dry behind the ears and just old enough to buy a round of drinks but old enough to die for his country – and for you. He’s not particularly keen on hard work but he’d rather be grafting in Afghanistan than unemployed in the UK .
He recently left comprehensive school where he was probably an average student, played some form of sport, drove a ten year old rust bucket, and knew a girl that either broke up with him when he left, or swore to be waiting when he returns home. He moves easily to rock and roll or hip-hop or to the rattle of a 7.62mm machine gun.
He is about a stone lighter than when he left home because he is working or fighting from dawn to dusk and well beyond. He has trouble spelling, so letter writing is a pain for him, but he can strip a rifle in 25 seconds and reassemble it in the dark. He can recite every detail of a machine gun or grenade launcher and use either effectively if he has to.
He digs trenches and latrines without the aid of machines and can apply first aid like a professional paramedic. He can march until he is told to stop, or stay dead still until he is told to move.
He obeys orders instantly and without hesitation but he is not without a rebellious spirit or a sense of personal dignity.
He is confidently self-sufficient. He has two sets of uniform with him: he washes one and wears the other. He keeps his water bottle full and his feet dry. He sometimes forgets to brush his teeth, but never forgets to clean his rifle. He can cook his own meals, mend his own clothes and fix his own hurts. If you are thirsty, he’ll share his water with you; if you are hungry, his food is your food. He’ll even share his life-saving ammunition with you in the heat of a firefight if you run low.
He has learned to use his hands like weapons and regards his weapon as an extension of his own hands. He can save your life or he can take it, because that is his job – it’s what a soldier does. He often works twice as long and hard as a civilian, draw half the pay and have nowhere to spend it, and can still find black ironic humour in it all. There’s an old saying in the British Army: ‘If you can’t take a joke, you shouldn’t have joined!’
He has seen more suffering and death than he should have in his short lifetime. He has wept in public and in private, for friends who have fallen in combat and he is unashamed to show it or admit it. He feels every bugle note of the ‘Last Post’ or ‘Sunset’ vibrate through his body while standing rigidly to attention.
He’s not afraid to ‘Bollock’ anyone who shows disrespect when the Regimental Colours are on display or the National Anthem is played; yet in an odd twist, he would defend anyone’s right to be an individual. Just as with generations of young people before him, he is paying the price for our freedom.
Clean shaven and baby faced he may be, but be prepared to defend yourself if you treat him like a kid.

He is the latest in a long thin line of British Fighting Men that have kept this country free for hundreds of years. He asks for nothing from us except our respect, friendship and understanding.
We may not like what he does, but sometimes he doesn’t like it either – he just has it to do.
Remember him always, for he has earned our respect and admiration with his blood.
And now we even have brave young women putting themselves in harm’s way, doing their part in this tradition of going to war when our nation’s politicians call on us to do so.

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The Good Life in France
BRITONS looking for some “joie de vivre” should move to France to feel happier and healthier, according to a new survey of expatriates.
The findings suggest that people living across the “La Manche” are also likely to find their French neighbours sexier and better dressed, but possibly not as witty or good company.
Categories: News Tags: Britain, British editor, drunkenness, editor, France, Michael Streeter, TheFrenchPaper, United Kingdom
Jonny Wilkinson heads for Toulon
Jonny Wilkinson, no more than an occasional rugby player these days but still the player with the most caps from England’s World Cup winning team, has ended his 12-year stay at Newcastle in favour of a two-season deal with Toulon, France… the French club financed by wealthy businessman Mourad Boudjellal.
Wilkinson, still recovering from a knee dislocation from last September, will earn around £750,000 a year playing alongside nine fellow recruits from Premiership and Celtic League sides.
Sébastien Bruno and Juan Martin Fernandez Lobbe of Sale, prop Tim Ryan of Munster, Bristol flanker Joe El-Abd, Cardiff centre Jamie Robinson and Kris Chesney with Saracens have already signed up.
Categories: Sport Tags: Bristol, Celtic League, France, GBP, Jamie Robinson, Joe El-Abd, Jonny Wilkinson, Juan Martin Fernandez Lobbe, Kris Chesney, Mourad Boudjellal, Newcastle, occasional rugby player, player, rugby, Sébastien Bruno, Tim Ryan, Toulon, United Kingdom, wealthy businessman, World Cup

In Prison all expenses are paid by the tax payer and no work is required. At work you get to pay all your expenses to go to work and they deduct tax from your salary to pay for the prison and the inmates.
Prisoners get three meals a day, for which they do not pay. If you can get a break for a meal at work, you have to pay for it yourself.

