Oh the joy, some post that didn’t resemble a bill, with a printed Father Christmas on the front. Addressed to M and Mme Pepworth, never mind, an actual Christmas card, from someone in France, how exciting. Who could it be from? Perhaps from Pontrieux’s Mayor recognising the thousands of pounds my guests bring to the local economy, the Billet’s where I have bought most of my fuel and drinks over the past four years, the cash and carry, the pharmacist where I take all my guests who have forgotten to pack their prescription drugs? Perhaps Aurora who I gave several hours of my time helping her with her English exams, or M Piriou thanking me for displaying publicity for his gallery – the list is not exactly endless but enough to fill a few more paragraphs- you get the point.
” To Nick, Karen and family…..”
Oh well, there’s always tomorrow.