Driving in France by Doreen Porter

It’s not clear at first whether he has slowed to protect the residents of the village you are now passing through, or because he has spotted an old friend driving towards him on the other side of the road. It’s the latter. As the two cars draw level, both drivers stop and wind down their windows. A fug of Gauloise drifts over the village.

The drivers hold an animated conversation and several bags and a live chicken are passed from one car to another, as queues build up behind them in both directions. There is an occasional half-hearted toot of a horn, but most of the other, normally impatient, drivers take the opportunity to catch up on some sleep, reading or phone calls.

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