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...Gods's apology for relations

Libération has news of the electoral ambitions of the wiser relatives of sundry luminaries of the French Left:

Gérard Royal, ex (?) spook and brother of Sego, is on a Gaullist list for the local elections in Camaret-sur-Mer, a village on the tongue of the Finisterre. He's the one who helped sink the Rainbow Warrior all those years ago. He, quote, 'is not saying a mumbling word about his sister' according to the local press, presumably Le Télégramme de Brest.

Laurence Besancenot, sister in law of the Trot postie, is a Gaullist candidate in Le Havre or thereabouts. Ollie's Ma is a Trot in the unappealing sounding département of Eure.

Elsewhere Pierre Mauroy's niece is a Gaullist in Lille, while sundry Hollandes, Sarkozys, Bérégovoys, Hulots etc are sticking with the ancestral teams.

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Anonymous Anonymous said... 3:35 pm

Sego and I both blew up that ship. What a plonker I told him that I was nervous, I love dolphins you see and I think we killed a couple of them. I've not been able to eat fish and chips since. But, at least now I am speaking to Sego. It took a couple of years to forgive him. Alls well that ends well. My G*d, he even came to my son's Bar Mitzvah, lsat year.  



Blogger Ed said... 7:23 pm

Isn't Camaret in the bit of Brittany totally swamped by Cameroons?  



Blogger Bretwalda Edwin-Higham said... 5:25 am

One of your best, Mr C. Was it digging or do you have a pipeline to that sort of data?  



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