"It was imprudent of us, in the first place, to become authors. We could have become something regular, but we managed not to.
We were lucky, but we were also determined." Roy Blount Jr

"I don’t change the facts to enhance the drama. I think of it the other way round, the drama has got to fit the facts,
and it’s your job as a writer to find the shape in real life."
Hilary Mantel

Friday, April 20, 2007

Better to Look Good....

I'm running out of time to comment on the race for President of France--Round 1 in the election is Sunday. While in general, I refrain from supporting candidates solely because of their gender, I do believe that's why I favour Ségolène Royal. I think she's cool. Unlike her, I'm no Socialist--not technically an option in my state. But we're talking about France, after all.

Being a fabulous babe doesn't qualify one to hold high office, but it definitely shouldn't be a bar. And because we're talking about France, remember, it doesn't matter if you co-habit with a man and have borne four children.

Since none of this affects me greatly, I can (and will) maintain as frivolous an attitude as I please. And whether or not I still hold political office then, I hope I look at least half as fab when I'm her age! She's, like, fifty-three.

Ségo is currently the president of Poitou-Charentes. As French régions go, it seems a fairly uncomplicated one to run. (Easy for me to say.) I last visited before she became its lovely leader, but my resident informants haven't indicated that she's wrecked the place.

Domicile of said informants.

I eagerly await the result of the balloting.

Here at the Lodge, wee Ruth is suffering a lack of companionship. The chipmunks are out and about, very active, probably hungry, so I've set up the feeding station. Jewel is now completely obsessed with the creatures, she will not take her eyes away from them. Won't play, can't nap, ignores me (unprecedented). Ruth seeks consolation from Lola, who just wants to sleep the day away, so I'm giving lots of cuddles.

This morning I heard the redwing blackbirds chattering from the edge of the lake. Sounds of springtime.

Busy few days ahead, which will include: dinner party, wild animals and fish, a baptism with celebration, putting a third vehicle on the road (the one that hibernates all winter because it's a pig in snow), walking the dogs round the lake, and as much gardening as I can fit into this hectic schedule.

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