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Today, a new president for Mexico, but dogged by the same old problems, violent drug cartels, struggling economy and less than perfect relations

with the president north of the border.

We're on the rock, the one with the pesky apes, and another frequently contentious border with Spain

we hear what Gibraltarians think of a no-deal Brexit.

In East Africa we glimpse wallowing hippos and playful cheaters who've been tempted back to parts of rural Kenya.

And what it's like to report from one of the world's most polluted cities, where the air can sting your eyes and make your throat

burn, we find out in Delhi.

Tens of thousands of people are expected in Paris this afternoon to take part in a mass demonstration against

President Macron.

The Gilejeune, protesters, or yellow vests, have already brought parts of the country to a standstill this week, blocking roads while wearing the high-vis vests that motorists have to carry in their cars.

The main focus of their anger is the rising cost of diesel pushed up further by a new tax which is supposed to help the environment.

This new protest movement has got Hugh Schofield thinking about older acts of French revolt.

First of all, a brief French lesson.

Here are three words you won't learn at school.

Bof, a Rangar,, Pluke. They're all insults.

Bof means a kind of unsophisticated and semi-alcoholic

Macho Man. Ranga means the opposite of cool,

anything or anyone that's out of date or old-fashioned. Pluke means a chump.

I love those words. Both and Pluke in particular have an almost agnosaxen succinctness

about them. They're popular words, words of the people, words that are used

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