I suppose cycle racing is a specialist interest but the scenery is marvellous, a real publicity plus for the French !!
The
sunshine makes everything seem so much more attractive, particularly as
we sit under what seems to be continuous rain cloud.
One
is struck by the strong rural element surrounding the houses which line
the road along which the riders are battling out the race. The houses
sit with their frontage straight onto the street, the front door,
stepping in the public domain, no driveway or front garden. One wonders
about the culture of the people who live here their life-style, the work
they do how do they entertain themselves. We all live with an eye on
the people around us, we mimic much of what we see others doing and yet a
man's life has much commonality.
The
pressures of finance, paying the bills, advising the children and
"listening to the advice" given by ones partner, perhaps slipping away
for a relaxing hour or two with friends
I'm
sure the mix is the same but the ingredients are subtly different. The
culture of the French who are familiar and involved with all aspects of a
rural living have not been commercialised as we have and their roots
are deep. Values that have the cement of past generations to back them
up, reaffirm an individuals sense of time and place and make him confident in his surroundings and way of life.
Suburban man
has split away from his roots and is placed in a maelstrom of
conflicting events. The changes, year on year, the pressure to adapt or
die. The conflict which arises as one has to reinvent ones self to stay
abreast of all around. Technology has to be grasped, work practises,
rules and regulations all aspects of possible litigation but so over the
top and far too intrusive.
Maybe we are fools to have bought into this global pressure for so called advancement, at any cost !!!
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