Rivalry with the French is one of the great British pastimes.
No one knows why we enjoy it so much, we just do. It’s like talking about the weather or morris dancing. (Actually, less so the morris dancing.)
Oh sure, we pretend we’re friends – all that hands across the Channel and Entente Cordiale cockamamie.
Truthfully though, we’re never happier than when we’re engaged in a bit of cross-Channel bashing.
Take the current fishing war – which has now worsened – after France seized one of our scallop trawlers. Apparently it was operating without the correct licence.
Oh please!…
