Match Report

For many years there has been a closeness and even an alliance of sorts with our old friends across the channel. It hasn't always been that way, indeed there was a time when admirals in France challenged the might of the British Navy with men with ridiculous names like Pierre-Charles-Jean-Baptiste-Silvestre de Villeneuve. It was doomed to failure, in fact earlier in the week was the anniversary of that  nautical error. But it would be unfair to blame fancy names, it was perhaps it was the abundance of men in silk pantaloons, stockings and lace hankerchiefs, or the fashion to breed dogs that made the poodle look positively ferocious. Why is it that there are 5 breeds of Basset ( Artesien Normand, Blue de Gascogne, Fauve de Bretagne, Grand Basset Griffon Vendeen France and Petite Basset Griffon Vendeen) when it is clear they are only useful for filling the city with the grande pylon with merde du chien. Forcing many a tourist to wade to the Louvre and up the Champs Elysees through miles of droppings. Indeed the ridiculous names and dogs reached it's pinnacle with the Bichon Frise, which every household had to have and call Fee Fee or Foo Foo depending on it's sex. There was an earlier time when the French were admired through out Europe and had peasants who claimed to have special talents to assist mothers produce milk. These tietriers would pretend they could increase yield with a combination of ignorance and cheek. Nowadays the average man will put anything in his mouth except perhaps a mint. But we cannot dwell in the past, otherwise I would use all my French material in one go. 60 million people, 16 surnames....

A vicious French dog