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Where Do I Know You From?
I get excited about things, and often very quickly. I make no apologies for this. It’s part of who I am. But unfortunately, it does often result in me speaking before thinking. Which in turn often results in me having to make apologies. Sigh. Every now and then though, I do manage to restrain myself.
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The Subtle Art of Cat Walking
I don’t know if you’ve ever studied cat walking, but I’ve been doing just that and it’s fascinating. I’m not referring to catwalking by the way, ie. the hips-forward, one-foot-in-front-of-the-other, model-on-the-runway type walk. I’m meaning the way that cats actually walk, and how they can be so silent about it. Upon researching, I’ve learnt that
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The Tale of Little Girl and the Pickle
When Little Girl was barely old enough to have a sweetheart, she had a sweetheart. Before then, Little Girl had had some friends here and there, but after the sweetheart came along, she spent so much time with him that before long he became mostly her only friend. But after a while, Little Girl and
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Fluff!
By the end of this week, our little Airbnb unit will have been cleaned and laundered five times since its launch barely a fortnight ago. You would think it should be gleaming brilliantly by now, and it is – but I have never before been so aware of dust and fluff! I had done a
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Someone Else’s Shoes
I am quite a judgemental person, or at least I have definitely been so in the past. It is not an attractive trait to possess and one that I have been trying to remedy. These days, if I realise I’m starting to judge someone, I try to stop and pull my head in a bit.
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Project AirBnB
For the last few months Clive and I have been preparing the back portion of our house in readiness to list it with Airbnb. If you are new to these Over To France tales, my blog was born out of a trip to France last year and now incorporates our dreams of returning there, possibly
Over to France
Bonjour and thank you for stopping by. My name is Renie and this is the story of my first trip (avec mon mari) to France. We flew into Paris and then journeyed south-eastward by car, through so many beautiful villages, to arrive in Nice. It was four weeks of amazingness. We were totally smitten and our lives have been forever changed! If you would like to have a peek at what we experienced, then please read on….. And if you would like to venture further with us, as we work out our future Over to France adventures, then please read on a bit further still…
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