Vive la Revolution

We aren't normally too troubled by industrial unrest here in darkest, rural France, but the postmen in our local town of Gourdon have been on strike for the past week.  They are protesting against increased work-loads for no extra money, the lack of replacements to cover sickness and holidays and the consequent refusal of holiday requests.  So, we've had no post for a week.

Grève à La Poste : «C'est un plan social déguisé»

As you can see from this article in our local paper, there have been demonstrations in the market place infront of the Post Office.

Today we had a phone call from the Post Office to tell us that there was a parcel for us and we could pick it up ourselves if we wished to.  So off we went and, walking past the union meeting in the Market Place (compete with Union Banner), I went into the Post Office and joined a large queue of disgruntled 'customers' there to collect post.  It was with amusement that I realised that a man at the head of the queue was unhappy about something to do with this situation and I heard him talking about making a complaint, and not just a local complaint, but a National complaint.  At one stage he leaned into the serving hatch and declared the immortal ''Liberté, Égalité, Fraternité''.
They still take their Revolution seriously here!