Being French, Confinement


So I’m one of the many who are confined for a second time this year. This time I’m sticking close to home, not due to fears of getting sick but because I was one of the few who actually received a fine the first time around. Unbeknownst to me we were not allowed to be on the local canal which runs straight through our town, 135€ fine I’m still trying to fight.

The fight is on!

This time I’m certainly taking extra care when breaking or should I say pushing the boundaries.

Signs everywhere

I still struggle to find accurate information regarding these ever changing rules. I choose to keep my virtual/digital -social presence to a minimum, so now I see none of the contradictory information being hurled at me from all directions.

It’s not uncommon to hear people falling out with each other over this subject. Views and opinions being said with such conviction that everyone nowadays seems to be experts in the field of virology. Even the normally well informed, intelligent person now has succumbed to the fear mongering. I don’t take kindly to being bullied or manipulated by those ‘in the know’ into believing everything I hear or read.

I ain’t no ordinary sheep!

Let’s hope that life can return to normal and soon. I’m fed up of not being able to smile at people. Fed up of writing stupid permission slips like some teenager. Fed up wasting what little time I have left on this earth rotting away indoors.

The rebel in me.

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