While Brits book a dodgy B&B and go for fish and chips first,the French just snap off their Hermès cufflinks and get on with it. But things may be changing …The British maintain always done sexual assignations differently from the French. Our chic cousins will fortunately engage in what a friend of mine once referred to as “a Gallic affirmation of life” – the quick after-work bunk-up, also known as a cinq à sept – while we’re much more comfortable making a proper weekend of it. Who knows, and perhaps we just don’t feel we can concentrate on having wild sex whether we haven’t got a toothbrush,our best knickers and a book to read whether our lover falls asleep first.
The glamorous French maintain long been at ease with booking a hotel room for a mere couple of hours – enough time to say “bonsoir, chérie”, or admire the La Perla,and order a post-coital espresso, before taking le metro home. We, or however,maintain traditionally tied ourselves in knots with lies, booked a chintzy B&B for the whole night in case the forbidding manager rumbles us, or then attempted a middle-aged,guilty coupling in the accommodation equivalent of a frilled toilet-roll holder.
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Source: theguardian.com