Would you believe it. I made it. Ryanair (don't you just hate their MO?) deposited me in Biarritz for the last time on December 30 2008.
The UK downturn, as they laughingly call it - more like a complete economic toilet flush - got me write-off money. Just enough to cover the outstanding builder's bill. That was until I turned the pounds into euros and got 14,000 fewer myros for the euros.
So I have decided to take on a french builder for 18 months of overdue work, an open fireplace that resonates like the mouth of Hades whenever the central heating is on and other bits and bobs. How silly am I - how quaintly optimistic. So I sent a reduced full and final payment cheque plus a wonderous five page explanation in perfectly translated french (by a colleague) and now I sit waiting for the smelly results to waft their way down to Oraas once they have hit the fan.
I wonder what will happen about the pesky boiler?
Bonne nouvelle annee a tous.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
What do you do when you reach OAP invisibility and have no ties? A farm in France could be the solution, especially when you didn't mean to buy it but got seduced by a gay ex-shepherd turned estate agent who sells you an abode in Carresse-Oraas. This is an adventure.
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