n French Studies in Southern Africa - My French connection : mid-century with : témoignages




When I arrived to live in France in 1964 there was a popular American film called . It featured Steve McQueen, chasing the local drug-dealers down the , with spectacular overhead shots of the Vieux-Port of Marseilles. Thanks to such action thrillers I was for ever to be called - not the correct , or even my own "Stephen" (Stèphane or Etienne would have been acceptable as alternatives), but plain "Stiv" after the boyishly amiable movie star.


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