Last day

That's it. It's done. This was my last day working for the school. I can't complain, my contract was extended to cover the whole school year when I should have stopped at Easter. I was already on borrowed time. It hurts. Back in France, in my previous life, I jumped through the hoops of an…

Off topic

So I have decided to start a new section in my blog, entitled Back in the pond. I have been back in Paris for more than two months now, and the family is happily settling in. A cardboard-free life is on the horizon - soon, we may even be able to find space to hide…

Leaving

So it is that we are going to leave England for a few years. My husband won a research grant which sends him to Paris, and we follow. It is strange and exciting to be going back to the place where I first experienced some sort of independance, became an adult and a teacher. Memories…

Gizza’ job ! I can do that !

My, my, the camera hasn't come back yet. Dear Student of my husband, whoever you are, please give it back. I need it. A blog without any pictures is probably worse than a blog without words (OK this sentence is totally stupid). It isn't today that you will be lucky enough to hear about something…