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Some different stuff occurred to me, which is good cos thatās what I usually write about here. But mostly I went to France, which was nice, lucky me. I wonāt go on about the novelty of being in the company of more people and animals than usual, and everything, because this isnāt the place, but I have some observations about inanimate objects.
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Itās been a rollercoaster of legislative dilly-dallying. But in the end we were allowed to go there, and come back, and not quarantine, with only two up-the-nose swabs (one down, one to go). Kafkaesque.
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The France have introduced the āpasse sanitaireā, a 2D barcode one must present before entering some places like museums and restaurants, to prove that oneās been vaccinated or tested negative. I donāt think thereās much to stop an unsanitary person fraudulently using someone elseās pass. Our NHS barcodes were rejected by the TousAntiCovid Verif app staff use to verify passes sanitaires (ābip bip bipā, which is French for ābeep beep beepā), but invariably we were allowed through anyway with little hemming and hawing. (And apparently the newest version of that app would have accepted them.)
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Unusually, I didnāt bring home any mustard (the same mustard you can get here, but in more repurposable packaging) or cheese (probably for the best, although the ventilation and mask-wearing situation on buses means one can get away with more).
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Roaming! Nice of Vodafone to wait a bit before reintroducing roaming charges, the Brexit dividend isnāt it. An underrated has-anyone-noticed about roaming is that they have an arrangement with more than one network, so one can switch between Orange, SFR etc depending on which oneās thicker in the air. Is it almost worth getting a foreign SIM to use in oneās home country, to enjoy the same flexibility? I donāt know.
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One of the ideas of being on holiday is not doing any work. But that leads to having ideas, you know, inspiration, so I might have done a bit of work in a fit of pique, and thatās fine.
Have a good