Twitter-on-Sea

“Morning lovelies!” Jacqui greets me with a jolly wave. Stephanie is up and getting ready for school, she has hockey today, I hope her recently-injured shoulder will be ok. Damo is still a bit grumpy from lack of sleep, his daughter lost her Eeyore at Tesco’s and has been inconsolable ever since, poor thing. Emily

Parlez-vous blog?

About 5 years ago now, I started a blog. A blog in French. Because I was in France, living among the frogs like a very small wolf in a green wetsuit, trying to blend in. So most of the people I knew were French, and since they were the only ones who could be guilted/pressured/blackmailed into reading my drivel, in French it was.