Today started great. Weather wasn't so good, but the rain held off whilst I promenaded the hound and then off to the village for a coffee.
I know I live in an area full of foreigners and mostly English speaking expats. I do try my best to avoid them. But today took the biscuits.
Sat outside one of bar/restaurants I ordered my noisette and settled down to finish reading Private Eye.
A table away a couple of English wimmin turned up with two spawn.
They installed themselves and then proceeded to discuss very loudly their plans.
One is moving to the area and the other was giving the low down on school
catchment areas etc.
Interspersed between the intel updates were the clear, loud comments about how terrible the French are at X, Y, Z.
How difficult is can be to live here if you want building work done.
How terrible the French are when it comes to this-or-that. Or how annoying the French are.
Oh and there's no need to learn French as everyone speaks English.
Then the kids got up, push passed me and sat on the table the otherside, switched on a tablet and started watching some ****** or the other AT FULL VOLUME.
I almost let the mumsnet two have both barrels and and inform them they are guests in this country and to shut their bloody rude pie-holes.
Obviously I just got up and left, rolling my eyes at one of the serving girls who didn't look too happy.
I bet they voted Leave too.
Maybe they should, "Go back to where they came from?"