Gerard O'Regan: Hollande has his croissants and he wants to eat them
That paper bag of freshly baked croissants which arrived promptly at 8.03 am -- just as Francois Hollande was about to have breakfast with his amour -- surely holds the key to the latest juicy tale of love and lust in the French political aristocracy.
The idea that regardless of the time or place, one should dine well, is surely quintessentially French. It's impossible to imagine a senior political figure in any other country, who in such circumstances, would risk sending out a bodyguard on a moped, so that he and his lover could breakfast with fresh bread.
But of course Francois Hollande and Julie Gayet, were most unlikely, shock horror, to start their day with stale croissants held over from the night before.