Ten golden days in France

It’s great, being able to pretend I’m watching French movies on my tablet for ‘work’.

Yes, it’s true that I’m going back to university in September for a four-year degree in French. But watching Dix Jours en Or last night had little work-related about it. I was enjoying it far too much

True, as we followed the adventures of the ridiculously good-looking Franck Dubosc, I was making notes as best I could on vocabulary.

But mostly, I was too caught up in the story of the polished ladies’ man who is left to look after a girlfriend’s son to worry about that.

Never has the struggle to look after a child and hold down a job been portrayed with such a kindly and realistic humour.

Practically every adult Dubosc runs into asks him why he hasn’t got a car seat for the child. From the interfering strangers to the little boy’s determination to go his own way, this is a story that feels authentic.

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