today i ordered some books on how to run a small business in france, romantic but practical you see. I have dates to return to france to sign contracts etc. I have booked the flights (0.1p both ways - not inclusive of taxes) I have sent pictures of my house to lots of people, they are universally enthusiastic, even though the pictures are not that good. My son said
oh
my
god
like that.
I keep experiencing what Douglas Adams called the long dark teatime of the soul - what am I DOING? But then I think - what is so difficult about it? Nothing.
I went for a sort of interview today, the interviewer has something like cerebral palsy, I can't be sure exactly what as I am a bit ignorant in this area. She was just fantastic, reminded me of an old friend. I could really get on with this woman.