Just reflecting that apart from some SF members I have met IRL, we know no British people in France at all now. There was an Irish drunk who would latch on to us when we went into town where we used to live, who was beyond irritating.
I miss British humour and the dry wit more than bangers and bacon. Which is good as humour can be found on SF!
With such a strong dislike of the (perceived) practice why don’t you consider reporting them? It’s very easy to check online for VED (tax), MoT and even insurance. If you are certain that the registered keeper is resident in France DVLA will be interested.
I was so angry at being cut up by one of these plonkers that I did report them as it was obvious where they lived. The gendarmes weren’t interested unless caught in the act of doing something else illegal.
Yes some can, and many of our friends are in that category. Althoughcan be painful explaining a joke sometimes ( and vice-versa of course). However if you move countries as an adult there are a lot of common cultural references etc that make comminication more fluid with people from similar backgrounds. It’s not a big deal, and happily satisfied quite easily.
And as time goes by the French cultural references are catching up. My latest in conversation with a friend here saying I was not overly impressed with the eclipse, got response on en fait tout un fromage here as its rare.
Yes, but when you move from region to region the cultural references change, de Gualle’s 246 varieties of cheese was to illustrate the point of difference.
I have been out my original culture for many times so you learn to adapt and accept.
As an Aussie in the UK in the 70s I was an odd ball, I moved to BE and again I was an outsider, but adapted. In France I am assumed to be Belgium as I speak French avec une patate chaude dans la bouche and get the appropriate level of ridicule, but I have a sense of humour having naturalised as a Belgium.
A game I used to play to adapt non Belgiums into the office was name 10 famous Belgiums.
But hadn’t a generation of brilliant Aussies - Germaine Greer, Barry Humphries, Clive James, Richard Neville et al already paved the way in the Sixties?
As a 12-year old with an Aussie accent in a midlands school, I was an odd ball, but I quickly learnt to “take no prisoners” and speak with a pom accent.