Boris Johnson is mayor of London, a Conservative politician who can write a funny column. Here in The Telegraph he comments on the love-hate relationship between the Brits and the Frogs. Having some fun at the expense of the French, he says:
Our continental cousins are a bunch of garlic-breathing Strauss-Kahns with a deeply suspect interest in structuralism and gloomy films. In this stereotypical world, their women fail to shave their armpits, they have a weird obsession with suppositories and a fanatical lust to eat our children’s ponies.Then he imagines the French critique of the Brits:
We have terrible food, that we prefer hot water bottles to sexual intercourse and that most of the men in our ruling class (this was a tart observation by former prime minister Edith Cresson) were not the marrying kind.
