The summer of 1992, which I spent discovering all the real pleasures of life, marked the beginning of my long love affair with that wonderful country called France. I won't go into the romantic details but I'll just mention one striking characteristic about the country which continues to feed my passion for La Republique. Is it the jealously defended laïcité? Is it the savoir vivre? The women? Yes, all that too. But what continues to amaze me and attract me most is France's capacity to philosophise about literally everything. Yes, they can even philosophise about farting. Unless you take yourself too seriously you've got to lift your glass to that.

Bon weekend a tous with a special dedika to those two French-loving Gozitans j'accuse and pierre j. mejlak. (Naf li ghadek m'ghamiltx press conference Pierre, imma gejt naqa' u nqum did-darba!)