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Hallo September!

by Ric Erickson

Paris:– Monday, 3. September:–  Several weeks ago, while the Soldes d'Eté were still in season, a shop near here announced the arrival of fall fashions. At the time I thought they were pushing it a bit but the climate pretty well confirmed the estimate – after 10 semi–days of erratic summer, fall truly was in the air. It still is but with a vengeance. Coming temperatures – like the ones around here tonight – are below normal.

Forecast Unwanted, Unloved

It just goes to show that Paris has a hard time being normal even with a certified temperate climate. My guess is that it's in the process of reforming itself. Politically this sort of an action is popular. Weatherwise it means that if the 100–year average for the beginning of September is mild and 23 degrees, reform means that it will be cozy, if you think 17 fills the bill.

By now regular readers will know about my malfunctioning weather–station. My antique TV set no longer has hundreds of colors. It is confining itself to three – purple, green and magenta. Faces are mainly blue, grass is blue or magenta, and green is a random color that might turn to blue at any moment. Frankly, after a few days I find blue is quite a acceptable for faces. But the weather maps and their color codes are another matter. I checked Le Monde's weather tonight, to verify the TV.

photo, stairs down, stairs up Dizzy stairs, but not to métro.

According to all sources, tomorrow will be cloudy and the high will be 18 degrees, about 5 less than normal. In case you are cooking with this warmth the north wind will supply a 20 kph breeze. Wednesday will be the same but with a higher high of 19 degrees.

Thursday of course is a particular day because I will be going out to the club meeting. The cloudiness will intensify until water falls out of them, especially in the morning. Perhaps in the afternoon too. However you shouldn't take this too much to heart because the high is supposed to bounce all the way up to 22 degrees. I would just as soon say there is no weather coming but I will be mum.

Metropole's météo from Pommeland across the Atlantic returns to this place of honor thanks to our vigilant forecaster, Météo Jim. The woofies counted, sails hoisted, decks swabbed, here's Jim:–

Weather Unchanged

Mr. and Mrs. Météo Jim – that's us – have returned from our vacation only to find the weather unchanged. When last we left, a hurricane was bearing down on the Yucatan Peninsula in Central America. Upon arriving back in Pommeland, we learned that another storm, Hurricane Felix with winds of 150 mph is roaring towards the same vicinity.

photo, park vert galant, ild de la cite Park at the bottom of the stairs.

As for Pommeland, friends reported that the third week in August was cold and gloomy, which reminded many of Jolly Old Paris. Today, Monday, is celebrated in America and Canada as Labor Day, even if it's not spelled the same. In Québec, the name has always been la Fête de Travail – the Work Party – but the same idea of a day free of work is honored.

For the weather for the week of la rentrée in Pommeland, there will be temperatures in the low 80s a–grad with sunny, dry days until Friday when things will sizzle near or at 90 a–grad. The coming weekend will see chances of showers and cooler temperatures.

A la prochaine, Météo Jim

Café Life

Misguided Missive

I have been one of those misguided people who told everybody that nobody knew when the kids go back to school because it's on different days, and some went back weeks ago – supposedly because they go on Wednesdays but not Saturdays so they need a longer school year. Except for those, and all other exceptions yet to be mentioned, all 880,000 teachers returned to school today and the millions of kids start tomorrow. Except for the 136,000 kids in Paris who started today.

The debate about school on Saturdays continues, for centuries now, without resolution. Many kids have no school on Wednesdays, so working parents have to arrange themselves around this. The reward is having to get up extra early on Saturday. A lot of folks don't like it but what can they do because there are a lot of folks who think it is a brilliant idea. These are the same folks who think their kids deliberately forget everything during summer holidays, so they shove extracurricular books, exercises and the coaches at the poor tykes. A kid's life in France is not an easy one.

photo, why smarts are smartWhy Smarts are named smart.

Of course some parents would say that they are worse off. It is such a chore, is it not, to provide shelter and food and clothing, and have to manage it all as well as make sure they do their lousy homework – four year–olds in France get homework – and go to bed early and rise while still unconscious, and arrange for the free Wednesdays, and all the days the teachers are on strike. Yes, a parent's life in France is not an easy one.

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