Newsletter, 28 April 24

Dreaming of Drizzle

Hello dear friend, and Happy Sunday!

I hope this message finds you well and that your day is as bright as a Parisian café in the morning. It's been a bit of a grey week here in Paris—quite the flirtatious dance between sun and rain, with neither quite deciding to take the lead. We're all eagerly anticipating the full bloom of spring, and Mum keeps telling us just a little more patience is needed. I'm starting to think her optimism might be the secret to good weather!

Today, let's dive into something exciting—holidays!

In a recent survey, the French were asked to indicate where they would like to spend their holidays - which country would be their dream destination. While most indicated Australia, New Zealand or Asia, many chose a destination very close to home. Guess which one.

No, it isn't the sunny shores of Spain or the glittering coastlines of Greece, but rather, the misty landscapes of Scotland. Yes, you read that right—Scotland, the land known more for its woolly jumpers than warm weather, is the latest dream destination for the French.

What's drawing the French to Scotland, you wonder? It seems that after enduring endless summers of scorching sun and packed Provencal beaches, they're ready for a change. Scotland’s allure lies in its unique offerings-abundant castles, single malt Scotch, and the promise of a refreshing drizzle that's a far cry from the French Riviera.

"It's the perfect weather for not getting a sunburn," quips Parisian vacationer Jean-Claude, who was spotted purchasing an impressively sturdy raincoat. "In Scotland, you can experience four seasons in one day—it’s like a weather buffet!"

Hearing the news, Scottish tourism officials are delighted, albeit a bit perplexed, by their new Gallic visitors. "We're thrilled to welcome our French friends," said one enthusiastic kilt-clad tour guide. "We've thought of even starting offering croissant-flavoured haggis to make them feel more at home."

Attractions that seem to entice the French include Loch Ness, where some hope to catch a glimpse of Nessie—perhaps to invite her to a philosophical discussion on the existential angst of being a mythical creature. Others intend to flock to Edinburgh to explore its gothic architecture and perhaps find a cosy, dimly-lit pub where they can ponder the more sombre works of French existentialism over a pint.

Even the infamous Scottish weather is a hit. "I find the constant rain quite poetic," declared Claudette from Lyon as she gazed out over a fog-covered loch. "In France, the sun is just too... cheerful."

Meanwhile, Scottish locals plan to adapt quickly to their new visitors. Pubs now stock more wine alongside whisky, and bagpipe rehearsals of La Vie en Rose have been heard echoing through the streets of Glasgow.

One thing is clear: Scotland's misty moors and majestic highlands have captured the hearts of the French (and also my Mum’s). Who needs reliable sunshine when you can have enchanting fog and exhilarating highland games?

So, if you're French and looking for a getaway where you can wear your favourite trench coat in July, Scotland awaits you with open arms and possibly a warm bowl of porridge. Just don’t forget your umbrella!

On a different note, here is the first chapter of my next book - your comments are very much welcome!

The Misadventure of Two Very Clever Cats

That's it for this week's adventures! I hope my stories and updates have sprinkled a little joy into your day, just like a dash of sugar in your favourite cup of tea. Remember, each new day is a blank page in your story—fill it with good vibes and even better experiences. Until next week, keep smiling, stay inspired, and as always, take good care of yourself!

Your loving writer, Freddy