To the French Petanque (or boules as it’s more commonly known over here) is a national obsession and you’re never too far from the clink of boule on…
I’m not sure where or when my affinity with French things started, possibly it stemmed from the love I had for my first Lacoste track-suit top or the coveted beige Le Coq Sportif woolly jumper I owned that went oh so well with my wrangler semi-flares (back when those things mattered). Maybe it was my first sip of pith-tastic Orangina or the Croque Monsieur I munched on whilst holidaying in Frejus..