Showing posts with label France. Show all posts
Showing posts with label France. Show all posts

Wednesday, 29 December 2010

Paris introduit l'interdiction 4x4 - pourquoi ne pas l'essayer à Londres?

Outre-Manche, les Français ne peuvent plus nous rivaliser avec les vins et les fromages, mais quand il s'agit de transport et de l'environnement, ils restent à la tête du peloton (OK, OK, et laissant de côté les bien-pensants de la Scandinavie et le nord de l'Europe).

Leurs chemins de fer publics fonctionnent mieux et plus vite et ils sont moins coûteux pour le consommateur. En termes de densité des chemins, la France a 497 mètres pour 1.000 habitants, comparativement à 276m du Royaume-Uni.  En France, près d'un tiers des voyages sont à pied, par rapport aux personnes ici, qui ne marche d'un huitième du temps et conduire une voiture deux fois sur trois (ce qui dans un pays moins dispersé et plus densément peuplé) .

Maintenant les gaulois prennent des mesures pour interdire les voitures les plus polluantes des centres-villes. Signalé dans Le Monde, une demi-douzaine autorités municipales,  comprisant Paris, Lyon et Clermont, sera à partir de 2012 refuser l'acces de 4x4 et certains vieux véhicules diesel comme ils ont créé des "zones d'action prioritaires pour l'air" (ZAPA). Selon le ministre de l'environnement de la France, plus de 160 villes à travers l'Europe ont déjà mis en place des expériences similaires.

Le procès est typique du golfe dans la gouvernance environnementale entre le Royaume-Uni et le reste de l'Europe. La mentalité plus dirigeiste sur le continent, notamment en France, dit "pas d'histoires". Par exemple: besoin d'une belle, droite, ligne ferroviaire à grande vitesse entre Paris et Marseille, Monsieur le Président? Simple... Ici, je vous presente, le TGV!

Le maire de Londres, Boris Johnson, ne rêve pas de mettre en œuvre une telle interdiction 4x4 dans certaines parties de notre capitale, en dépit de la santé et les avantages environnementaux qu'elle pourrait apporter.

French towns ban most polluting cars from town centres

Across the Channel, the French may no longer be able to rival British wine and cheese but when it comes to transport and the environment they remain à la tête du peloton (okay, okay, and leaving aside the green-fingered do-gooders of Scandinavia and northern Europe).

Their publicly owned railways function better and faster and are cheaper to the consumer.  In terms of railway density, France has 497 metres of track per 1,000 inhabitants, compared to the UK's 276m.  The French conduct nearly a third of journeys on foot, compared to people in England & Wales, who only walk one-eighth of the time and drive a car two times out of three (this in a less dispersed, more densely populated, country).  Apparently our trains do offer better Wi-Fi (if you coughed, don't worry, that's a perfectly natural reaction).

Now Gallic green-thinkers are taking steps to outlaw the most polluting cars from town centres.  Reported in Le Monde, half a dozen municipal authorities, including Paris, Lyon and Clermont, will from 2012 refuse access to certain 4x4's and old diesel vehicles as they set up "les zones d'action prioritaires pour l'air" (ZAPA).  According to France's environment minister, more than 160 towns across Europe have already put in place similar experiments.

The trial typifies the gulf in environmental governance between the UK and the rest of Europe.  The more dirigeiste mentality on the Continent, particularly in France, just goes and does things.  For instance: need a nice, straight, high-speed railway line between Paris and Marseilles, Monsieur President?  Straightforward.

The present Mayor of London, Boris Johnson, has not just a mere modicum of John Bull about him and wouldn't dream of implementing any such 4x4 ban in parts of our capital, regardless of the health and environmental benefits it could bring.

Friday, 26 November 2010

Au contraire, mon frere - English wine and cheese is world's best

 The French presume themselves a cultured race.  If the US is the world's policeman, France is the world's critic.  Les philosophes taught us enlightenment and reason; les révolutionnaires brought us liberty, equality and fraternity; and great chefs like Escoffier gave us haute cuisine.  The French have instructed us how to think, how to govern and how to cook.  Or so they deign to believe.

If we think of perceived French cultural superiority today, we think principally of gastronomy and oenology (at least, I certainly do, having lived in Paris in my formative years).  Food and wine.

It in their regional produce that the French proclaim gastronomic pre-eminence.  The world may have become adept at imitating its cuisine but you cannot mimic le terroir.  First growth claret, regal Burgundy, or exclusive, extravagant, celebratory Champagne.  Michelin stars.  Oozing, pungent, lavish, sumptuous cheese: Brie de Meaux, Pont-l'Évêque, Livarot, or Vacherin Mont d'Or.

In their own eyes, no other nation can match them for the quality of their wine and cheese.  Not the Spanish with their manchego and Rioja, nor the Italians with their parmiggiano and Chianti.  Certainly not the English.  The gulf between France and its ancient adversaries, les rosbifs, in matters culinary and vine is as wide as Gerard Depardieu's nose.

Of course it is.  The French could not hope to match England's green and pleasant land for wine and cheese, we have always known that, and now the world believes it too.

The writing was on le mur in 1992 when a blind tasting of West Sussex vineyard Nyetimber's Blanc des Blancs caused a fierce debate about which appellation of France it came from.  Since then, its Classic Cuvée and Blanc des Blancs vintages of sparkling wine (i.e. Champagne) have scooped numerous global awards.  Nyetimber is a three times winner of the 'Best Worldwide Sparkling Wine' at the IWSC competition as well as 'Champion of Worldwide Sparkling Wines 2009' at the Bollicine del Mondo, ahead of 13 sparklers from Champagne.

This year, the producers of Epernay and Reims could not even better Nyetimber's relatively unknown Sussex neighbour, Ridgeview, whose 2006 vintage Grosvenor Blanc des Blancs was awarded the illustrious 2010 Decanter Trophy for best sparkling wine in the world.

And just as France was recovering from collective cultural miasma, the unthinkable happened.  Not only can French sparkling wine no longer compete with England, nor can its cheese.

Cornish Blue cheese
An English cheese, Cornish Blue from Liskeard, ranked ahead of 2,600 entries from 26 countries to win this year's World Cheese Awards.  A cow's milk cheese, it has "a freshness that is a world away from the briny tang of Roquefort or the aged complexity of Stilton...a wholly different approach to blue cheese."

Former French president, Jacques Chirac, who stands trial for corruption early next year, once said that "the only thing [the English] have ever done for European agriculture is mad cow disease [and] after Finland, it is the country with the worst food."

It tickles me pink as a Ladurée macaroon to think of Monsieur Chirac, spluttering over his morning croissant as he eats metaphorical tarte pénitente.

Sherlock Holmes' portly companion Dr Watson uttered:
"Even the coeur flottant merveilleux aux fraises, presented with a great flourish, made little impression, for it was no more than what may happen to the simple, honest dish of strawberries and cream once it falls into the hands of a Frenchman."
The craft and complexity of France's soccer skills might still be too much for the English, but as this country is steadfastly proving, when it comes to gastronomy, brilliant simplicity trumps over-elaboration and pretence.

American cartoon comedy The Simpsons, in 1995, labelled the French "cheese eating surrender monkeys".  They're right about the first bit, but in the world of cheese and wine, don't bet on the French believing a word of the hype over England's triumphant offerings.

They won't surrender.  Not one bit.  Their cheese and wine will always be the best.  But after all, the French wouldn't be the French without that endearing belief in their cultural superiority.

Cheer up, mes amis, you still have the Alps, the climate and Carla Bruni.  You can plan the party.  Just leave the catering to us.