Viva La France

Back from France, and I wish I wasn’t. We seem to have brought the litter, grey skies and drizzle with us.

More will follow. Suffice it to say, we had a brilliant time. I have put on half a stone through the steak-frites and pain-au-chocolat diet, a problem partly solved by a bout of something nasty and gastric yesterday (probably the result of a very non-French Tesco BLT).

Jensen absolutely loved his Montessori, although my high-blown ideals of him absorbing French almost through a process of osmosis were short-lived. He ended up under the table with Chuck (his new-found American friend) making toilet noises and has now acquired (Bart-Simpson style) the catch phrase “Oh Man.” Not what we had in mind.


About sarahhillwheeler

Mother, lawyer, fund-raiser, lover of chocolate, coffee and all things beautiful, reluctant exerciser, loves reading, thinking and sleeping.
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