So I’m sure you’ve all been waiting for my expert commentary on the Sego/Sarko debate last night (considering I am a prize-winning political commentator see Glass half empty or half full blog). Well here it is. Madame de Fontenay whom I interviewed for my book on French women was right. “She will never be president,” Madame de Fontenay, famed in France for her elegance and strict running of the Miss France beauty pageant, told me. “Her hair is all wrong.”

Sego’s hair didn’t seem to know whether it was going in or out. Rather like her policies. Although the papers this morning claim she had the edge, I don’t agree. I thought she came across as rather vague and angry, unlike Sarko who was cool and confident. She also kept looking at her notes, which was unprofessional. Hair aside though, she does look very good. A bit of botox I wonder?

Another interesting thing was the minute and second counter displayed on the front of the table they were sitting at. Olivia kept looking at it asking who was winning. We all assumed it was there to show who had the upper hand, which one of them was getting their message across. Not a bit of it. It was to ensure both candidates spoke for exactly the same amount of time. At the end Sarko rather gallantly renounced the right to his missing three minutes.

The good news though is that whoever wins on Sunday my swallows are back. So now every time I open the door from my office to the garage to put a wash on (which is every two minutes) they chirp and fly around to greet me. I am so happy. There was something terribly sad about walking in there and being greeted by silence.

I may have to go to New York to get my hair done this weekend. Rodolfo is waiting for me with new hair infusions and a business plan to bring them to Europe which is going to make us all rich. Going to New York for a hair-do might sound like a drastic measure but bear in mind that if Sego had thought more about her hair she might have been president next week.

Copyright: Helena Frith Powell 2007