The Frenchwomen of Fulham
By Julie Irigaray
Each morning, the Frenchwomen of Fulham
do cardio in the park next to the French school
Did they enrol them because they believe in
The Frenchwomen of Fulham hired
Did they give up their careers to follow
They know they are temporary.
of the café overlooking the muddy park.
One complains about her British sister-in-law:
don’t give a damn about the person!
parade on TV –
In a few years’ time, they will drive for two hours
No more cardio in the park.
where their French children are pupils.
the superiority of the French educational system,
a personal coach: he makes them trot around
their husband-entrepreneurs abroad?
Après l'effort, le réconfort:
Sipping their steaming noisette in the damp
She gave me a candle for Christmas!
Another one sighs: I never thought I’d miss
each morning to bring their children to the posh
or to preserve their Frenchness?
like mares trained for dressage.
None of them is over forty.
the Frenchwomen of Fulham sit on
autumn morning, they recreate a
It’s the kind of present you offer
watching the Bastille Day military
Lycée Français in Kensington.