Donner leurs voix
Visiting South Kensington this afternoon, I was puzzled to see people queuing around the block. The line went on so far I couldn’t see where it ended, or, therefore, the reason for it.
On my way back, I noticed the French flag hanging from a building near the back of the queue and realised the people were French voters waiting to cast their votes at the embassy for the French presidential election. This was confirmed by a Frenchman overheard commenting, “If the queue is that long, I won’t bother voting.”
And here they are:
