In light of recent posts, this (from Radio 4, via a mate on Facebook) made me chortle: Jean Claude Gendarme So kiss me quick and squeeze a can the summer’s here now make a plan. Decide on continental sands load kiddies, cousins, dogs and gran into an ancient caravan plus camping gas and tinny pans then loudly praise your air con fans look forward to the autobahns but I beg you beware one man it’s said he roams the Gallic land where leggy ladies dance can cans half Depardieu, half Jackie Chan … At roadside aires outside Dieppe he waits to give the tourists gip with soggy roll-up on his lip and a firm grip it’s Jean-Claude Gendarme. You’d better come a bearing cash or he might kick your ros-bif ass his temper even dwarves his tashe and it’s a massive tashe Jean-Claude Gendarme. His va va vroom is overplayed he makes Le Pen look rather staid on human rights he’s slightly vague call the Hague! on Jean-Claude Gendarme. It’s au revoir when his car hones in your holiday will need postponing - they say he still believes in stoning. Good moaning! Jean-Claude Gendarme. Cos you forgot your hi vis jacket this journey’s costing you a packet you wish you’d braved the Cornish traffic and home spun fascists not Jean-Claude Gendarme. Jean-Claude Gendarme, the garlic dalek: he’ll spoil your trip away. Your mother tongue? Jean Claude don’t parle it, so bring on your Franglais: Salute! j’ai … Left … Lefte? … J’ai lefte Mon passport a mon maison Je suis de sole Esq-a maintenance Je … leave? Please? Petetra. All nonchalant at your car door he spits and quips Mais non Monsieur. Jean-Claude you lost me at Bonjour! Ne pas encore! Up yours Delores! Jean-Claude Gendarme. They don’t dole out the karma free at tourist town gendarmeries his sense of humour’s tres petit. C’est ne pas Paris! Jean-Claude Gendarme. From 12-4 he takes his luncheon but otherwise the law’s his function Are you pleased to see me or is that a truncheon? It was a truncheon. Jean-Claude Gendarme. All five foot three with horn-rimmed specs I doubt he gets beaucoup de sex Napoleon weren’t that complex I suspect Jean-Claude Gendarme. A man of which much more is less he snaps on gloves and says Undress next year I’m going to Skegness. Mais Yes! Jean-Claude Gendarme.