As those who have been reading our infrequent posts we bought a little house in the Ariège, and for the past few years have been staying there during the summer and gradually bringing it back to life.
Each time we went back to Perth if felt like we were leaving a part of us behind. We locked the place up, put the shutters up and went back to our drone like existence in Perth. Well, I suppose there is a time when you simply need to take the plunge. We have therefore made the decision to pack up and move to France and see where the pieces fall! As a brief aside I suppose we have a bit of form for this, having done exactly the same in 2010 when we moved to Australia. Well its been nearly 10 years living and working in Perth so I'm not sure we can be called 'flighty' just yet. We will finally have our French xmas and get the log fire going as the appropriate time of the year!
So its goodbye to loading planes!
Michelle’s French is excellent whilst mine is more rabbit in headlights panic as soon as someone speaks to me. I've been flitting around like a verbal bee between various French apps attempting to improve. I think though that the only way I'm going to get any real progress is to throw myself wholeheartedly into the mix. For this reason I have told Michelle I will do the hard yards and spend a minimum of 4 hours each day in a selection of local bars listening and engaging with the locals. Now this may involve me having the odd glass of beer or wine but I'm prepared to put the hours in for the greater good.
All is basically now packed up. The hardest decision we had to make was what to do with our cat. It would have cost $2500 to bring her back with us. The sensible approach would be to give her to a friend and we had a kind lady all lined up (thanks Rachel) but because we are both pathetic we relented and now have her arriving a few days after us in Barcelona.
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