I read anything and everything: I’ll read what’s written on the breakfast cereal packet right down to the adress of the place the product was made. Street maps, motorway messages, film credits, anything, anywhere it’s printed I’m drawn to it.
It’s always been like this: aged 10, my primary school report had a comment from the headmaster saying I was a ‘bookworm’.
I read two daily newspapers every day when I first settled in SW France – the regional rag and the evening ‘Le Monde’ that was always a day out of date when we received it here in the provinces. I quickly devoured all the French classics from Victor Hugo, Sartre and Albert Cohen to Celine and on to Michel Houellebecq (try spelling that when you’ve had a glass or three!).
I’ve really enjoyed the possibilities of further learning that being able to read French has allowed. I even read all the CGT and the anarchist pamplets that are thrust on me in the farmers market. Like I said, I’m a complulsive reader.
But sometimes, maybe because of my need to read read read, I must admit, not without a touch of shame, I do, when I feel nostalgic and open to indulging in a blast of soft pulp fascism (oh yes, they’re not far removed from it) ..I do (not every day…..quand même!
Who do you take me for?) ….I do … occasionally,
And it’s sometimes baffling…not because of its blatant right wing propaganda stance that has hardly varied since it was founded, but because of the new terms that it assumes people are all aware of:
‘Towie Stars’ ……what are these?
‘Blunts’ ….do they mean ‘joints’ ?
‘Kardashians’? … I vaguely know they have large bottoms.
These (and other) words and terms are frequently used ..I don’t have a clue what they mean …
Does it matter? Probably not …but if anyone can enlighten me I’d be grateful. Go into a long explanation if you like …as I said earlier I’ll read anything.