>Bedoin? Baudouin?


It’s difficult to overlook the fact that Bedoin down here in the south of France is overrun by Les Belges.

The language is a dead giveaway – Frutch/Dench. You think you should understand it, but you don’t.
Not a chance.

I think I know what attracts them.

Someone back home has spread the rumour that a dyslexic French person named the town after their King from waybackwhen and they feel obliged to charge down l’autoroute des Soleille and pay homage to him by flocking into cafes, there to devour pomme frites and similar delicacies and similar.

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