en grève

I’ve started drawing and writing in my small wh smith book, some of what’s happening on the day, loose and unplanned, and usually at lunchtime. Today was July 14, Bastille Day; also today there began a strike of service workers on the UC campus. Having lived among the French (and the academia French at that) I know their own love of a good strike, no matter how small (one bus strike I experienced in Strasbourg lasted, bizarrely, 59 minutes). In fact I think was even technically on strike once, when Fac des Lettres librarians downed datestamps for the afternoon. It’s hard to remember.