Delusions
Delusions
Summer time in Europe is prime for delusional behaviour.
It’s the time when people start musing about moving to new countries.
When people decide that France is where they want to settle for the rest of their lives, when healthy-minded people believe that they have finally met and fallen in love with their soul mates, when people start believing in the milk of human kindness.
Summer has a veneer, a shine of sea-spray. Underneath it all the French winter is just around the corner, your soul mate has mated with a few of your mates already, and the milk of human kindness is just about to go sour.
In a nutshell, summer is the best time in Europe by far. Except for the spring that is – and autumn – but that’s another whole column altogether.
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