“I hate Sarkozy,” Leonardo told me this morning. The reason? He makes him go to school. “Does Sarkozy go to school?” he demanded angrily, throwing his Spider-man school bag across the room.
“No,” I said. “He has a job. Either you go to school or you have a job.”
As I said it I realised what a death sentence it sounded. Either school or work. Surely there has to be a third way?
I think in a way there is. A very smart lady from French Glamour magazine who was at the round table talk I attended in Paris summed it up well. She said that life nowadays is not as uniform as it once was. You go through several different stages, almost lives if you like. She called it “a Neapolitan cake life”.
For me, our life in England was one layer of the cake, as was university. Our life in France is another. And very soon we may be moving on to another, rather unusual, layer of cake. I’ll keep you posted.
Copyright: Helena Frith Powell 2008
Does this French bint think you can have your cake and eat it? I seem to recall that the last Frenchie who suggested they should all eat cake came to a sticky end…
Ah, la belle Marie et sa brioche. Let’s not forget that she also offered her breast to shape the Champagne glass still so popular in Manchester and Leeds.
I need to know what the next layer is!!
I agree with Rupert. Why disillusion the young now? Save the dire truth for a later date when you really need it.
I sort of agree…life is made of different layers. it’s not just a big one, but several…Well, it is my opinion anyway.
i’m curious now, what’s your new layer?? dont keep us waiting!
L x x
Life as a bowl of cherries or neopolitan cake ….. give me the cake any day! Looking forward to hearing about your next layer.
Helena, remember the Swedish saying ” If you say A you have to say B” ……
Are you entering a cream layer?
I just want to know where I can get a slice of the cake in the picture?