I’m not fond of graffiti since it blemishes the appearance of otherwise lovely buildings and walls, but I know some people regard it as artwork and we are all entitled to our own opinion about that. However, sometimes I do find the odd bit of sentimental, social, or political statement to be quite interesting and this piece of writing falls into that category. I saw this snippet of graffiti (which turned out to be funny in a rather wry way) on a wall in the old town section of Granville in Normandy, France.
 

 

 
It translates via the online translator a bit too literally to read, “I love you and I’m bushed (or worn out)” — but if you read between the lines, so to speak, what I think it means is closer to “I love you and it’s wearing me out!”

One way or the other, it’s one of the few incidents of graffiti that we’ve seen in northern France!
 
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