Something that’s been very hard to get used to in France are the Bank Holidays. First of all, they don’t all happen on Monday (or a Friday for Good Friday). They happen on the day of the week they fall on. So, for example, if New Year’s Day falls on a Wednesday, Wednesday is the holiday and you work the rest of the week. Second of all, they’re different. Good Friday isn’t a Bank Holiday here. Neither is Boxing Day. Which means that when Christmas Day falls on a Saturday or Sunday, the working week doesn’t change, and you can pretty much forget about it. Grim eh?
It sounds as if I’d be better off in the UK right now, enjoying a Bank Holiday weekend in the sunshine. Here there’s no Bank Holiday, which is just as well as it’s cool, cloudy and raining. It’s no coincidence that the tune I woke up with today is called Where’s the Sunshine? Except it isn’t. After a fruitless search for Where’s the Sunshine? I’ve now discovered that it is in fact called Let the Sunshine In. All these years I’ve thought they were singing ‘where’s the sunshine?’ they were in fact singing ‘let the sunshine’. Duh!
Anyway, I’ll still be singing ‘where’s the sunshine’. From the musical Hair, Let the Sunshine In.