This is not one of those blogs about ruddy cheeked peasants appearing on bicycles, festooned with garlic, who after selling you “the best garlic you have ever tasted”, stop to chat and share a fantastic bottle of home made cider, the “like of which you have never drunk before” as you watch the “glorious” sun set over your “little corner of paradise”.
If you are after that, STOP NOW. There are plenty of other works that can fulfill your fantasies. This blog is both for those of you who want to move to France and for those (happy people..) already here.
Already resident in “la belle France”? This blog will be a source of comfort, as you realize that all over the country, there are grown men sobbing at the lack of broadband and women, who would cheerfully turn to prostitution in return for a decent Indian takeaway.
When you have had an especially bad day or a lengthy encounter with “le systeme”, the blog has been ergonomically designed to be downloaded, printed, stamped upon and lobbed across the room.
Thinking about moving to France? Read this blog from start to end and if you still want to come, you are clearly clinically insane and will fit in a treat. Bienvenue!