La Vie: A year in rural France

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A number of English-language books about French life and culture incorporate c’est la vie in their titles, such as the 2017 self-help book C’est La Vie: The French Art of Letting Go. Kedward is careful, however, to indicate the failures and hypocrisies of this position, showing how many can be excluded from the notion of égalité - including women, unable to vote until 1945, and immigrant workers living in appalling suburban shanty towns in the 60s. Sometimes rural France is older still. While we were house-hunting and renting the mill in the hedged bocage of northern Deux-Sevres the birdsong was of medieval intensity. Here, in our corner of woods and arable fields in eastern Charente-Maritime, we are at Renaissance level.

Ever since I bought a house in rural France I have been attracted to this sort of guidepost book; my ignorance of France is not quite total, but there are innumerable blanks to fill. Sometimes a knowledgeable foreigner is best-placed to describe and explain the cultural differences in his adopted country. I feel enriched, bit by bit, by descriptions of food, custom, terroir, language and manners as interpreted by a sensitive and observant insider/outsider.

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There are advantages in having a solid, intellectual reference point for political discussion, both for leaders and for the citizenry. It is inconceivable, for instance, that France should have threatened what Kedward terms its ethnic and religious "plurality" (within a secular state in which all citizens are theoretically equal) by illegally invading a republic whose citizens are predominantly Muslim. Apart from the nationalism of the extreme right, a poisonous vein that haemorrhages every so often (as in the visceral anti-semitism of Vichy, or Jean-Marie Le Pen's freak defeat of the popular socialist premier Lionel Jospin in the presidential elections of 2003), it is quite clear that almost all the events and actions and turning points in Kedward's superb account have reason and argument behind them: those involved must justify themselves as republicans - or non-republicans. They are always held to account.

This book is good. I do feel like the first half is very dense and in some points, it becomes a little repetitive. I think the book could’ve been shorter and at the same time I felt like there were some parts of the book that were incomplete. The second half was really good. The “mystery” was interesting, and I wish it was mentioned or talked about more. For many years a farmer in England, John Lewis-Stempel yearned once again to live in a landscape where turtle doves purr and nightingales sing, as they did almost everywhere in his childhood. He wanted to be self-sufficient, to make his own wine and learn the secrets of truffle farming. And so, buying an old honey-coloured limestone house with bright blue shutters, the Lewis-Stempels began their new life as peasant farmers.Everyone who is British living in France profonde utters, as axiomatic, ‘France is like the Britain of our childhood’, by which they mean, depending on their certain age, the 1950s or the 1970s or 1990s. That being said, I wish we saw more of Marco and Rose from the beginning. I just love a good uptight, reserved MMC. Bonus points because he’s an art history professor. There wasn’t much chemistry nor tension between the two of them, but if the plot were indeed changed so that their relationship was a centric narrative, there would’ve been plenty.