Bobs Birthday and Marisa leaves us.
First of all its Happy Birthday to Robert and Brandon.
We sent a E greeting card to you Bob but unfortunately it was rejected for some reason.
Hope you received our Happy Birthday sung in our best voices from the misty cool French country side!
Up the earliest we have ever been after a very stormy night with the bedroom windows blowing open and wind bringing more leaves down.
5.45 am and thankfully it's not too foggy as we have to drive to the station in the dark as the train leaves Nogent at 7.12am.
Managed to get there with 15 mins to spare so we waited in the warmth of the ticket office. Crossed over the line for the Paris train helped Marisa to get aboard and gave her a wave goodbye. We wish she could have stayed longer and Danielle could have joined us as well. However the weather has turned and its getting to the time when we have to go home as well.
It was good to get Marisa's texts as she made her way safely to Sues after nearly 8 hours of travelling.
We returned home just as it was getting light, however then the fog rolled in, so we were very thankful it hadn't arrived earlier.
We lit the fire and guess what, I started to try and update the blog.
Did go out to buy some bread ,returning home for tea.
Received a phone call from Monique are Parisian neighbours (she speaks English very well) asking me to go around to her house to speak to Jean Michel parents as she was unable to phone them as they must have left the phone off the hook. Of course I would , though forgetting that they probably only spoke French. No answer at the house however saw a couple out for a walk (thinking it must be her parents) going up the road and chased after them and in my best french asked them to call Jean Michael, which they did,having a good laugh whilst they spoke. I then realised they were nothing to do with Monique and I had found a couple who lived in the house next door but had never seen before. It all worked out as I then found someone at the house and was relieved to find they had made contact with Jean Michel and someone would be at the station to meet him at 1816hrs.
With that I went home and thought I ought to practice my french a little more.
First of all its Happy Birthday to Robert and Brandon.
We sent a E greeting card to you Bob but unfortunately it was rejected for some reason.
Hope you received our Happy Birthday sung in our best voices from the misty cool French country side!
Up the earliest we have ever been after a very stormy night with the bedroom windows blowing open and wind bringing more leaves down.
5.45 am and thankfully it's not too foggy as we have to drive to the station in the dark as the train leaves Nogent at 7.12am.
Managed to get there with 15 mins to spare so we waited in the warmth of the ticket office. Crossed over the line for the Paris train helped Marisa to get aboard and gave her a wave goodbye. We wish she could have stayed longer and Danielle could have joined us as well. However the weather has turned and its getting to the time when we have to go home as well.
It was good to get Marisa's texts as she made her way safely to Sues after nearly 8 hours of travelling.
We returned home just as it was getting light, however then the fog rolled in, so we were very thankful it hadn't arrived earlier.
We lit the fire and guess what, I started to try and update the blog.
Did go out to buy some bread ,returning home for tea.
Received a phone call from Monique are Parisian neighbours (she speaks English very well) asking me to go around to her house to speak to Jean Michel parents as she was unable to phone them as they must have left the phone off the hook. Of course I would , though forgetting that they probably only spoke French. No answer at the house however saw a couple out for a walk (thinking it must be her parents) going up the road and chased after them and in my best french asked them to call Jean Michael, which they did,having a good laugh whilst they spoke. I then realised they were nothing to do with Monique and I had found a couple who lived in the house next door but had never seen before. It all worked out as I then found someone at the house and was relieved to find they had made contact with Jean Michel and someone would be at the station to meet him at 1816hrs.
With that I went home and thought I ought to practice my french a little more.
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