“Eh! Eh….le Brexit?” Everyone asks me, with a mixture of incomprehension and sympathy.
Yesterday I was asked at least four times – by my hairdresser, the pharmacist and a couple of friends in ‘my’ cafe.
One friend was typically optimist: don’t worry, he said, you’ll end up staying with us in Europe. Theresa May will give in. Don’t be so sure I replied. You are not familiar with the tribal loyalties of the Conservative Party. Plus there are the Labour MPs representing Brexit constituencies.
The pharmacist, M. Bresson, had a different view. He had been told that his English counterparts are all stocking medicines in preparation for a no deal.
I reflected on these comments as I tried to get past the blockage caused by the gilets jaunes at the roundabout at the entrance to le Vigan.
When I see them, I see people who feel ignored, not listened to. Just like the Brits in the North East. And I fear that here this will transform into votes for the Front National.