June 2016 when the uk "advisory" referendum results were declared I admit I really didn't think it would really come to pass - surely good sense, decency and international cooperation would triumph over shortsighted populism, bigotry, racism and political ambition. I clung to that hope against all the odds right up to the disastrous election result of December 2019. Thanks goodness then that we were so angry in 2016 that we made the decision to go ahead with our French citizenship application, something we had been toying with for a while.
I remain angry especially when I see our country being "represented" on the world stage by buffoons like Farage and Johnson and the same buffoons grinning their triumph as they count their "winnings". (I have a special anger reserved for David Cameron - hope he is happy - NOT).
So today goes down in history as the day the UK left the EU. I sincerely hope the Northern Irish and Scots will not lose the opportunity to break away, "the will of their people" of course has been ignored.
Thankfully we are secure here with our dual nationality and for now I know which one makes me proudest.
And so, on this historical day I have made Staffordshire oatcakes in my French country kitchen, we will eat them tonight with bacon from french raised pork, smoked by a British "immigrant" accompanied by some British beer before going to our Occitan dance class in south west France - I love being a European.
