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The Simple Things
Isn’t it strange how you can be planning towards something for so long, and yet still be rushing right up to the last minute? Those of you who know me will be rolling their eyes at that I’m sure, because I always seem to be running late. We were indeed a bit later to the
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Preparing to Return
“That will be forty-four dollars each”, answered the smartly-dressed gentleman at the clothing alterations store, in response to my inquiry. “Ah excuse me, what?!” I responded in horror. “Forty-four dollars just to hem a pair of trousers? Don’t be ridiculous! They barely cost that much in the first place and I’m sure it wouldn’t take
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I’m Going Back to France!
Oui, c’est vrai. It doesn’t seem real, but the tickets are booked so I guess that means it’s a happening thing. In July, I will be returning to France. Hip hip hip hourra! The purpose of my trip is three-fold. Firstly, it’s the next step in finding a place of our own in France. Perhaps
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And About Learning…
A friend recently asked me for some thoughts on learning for a project she’s working on. I say recently because it sounds more acceptable. In truth, I was asked about this many months ago. The person who asked me spends a lot of time learning. It is a passion of hers and one I admire.
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Tie That Yellow Ribbon
Aha! I have found a solution to my “How can I stop rushing around like a headless chicken?” problem. The answer, albeit temporary – catch a four hour flight to Melbourne to visit my brother. Yep, that’ll do it. Four hours in a plane, sitting still. Just being. Not rushing. Someone else to hand me
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A Whinge and a WOWSA!
Hello my dear blog page. It’s been too long and I have missed you. Truth be told, life has felt like a bit of a grind of late. Or maybe a cycle of weariness would be a better description. It’s that cycle where you begin your Monday morning work day feeling exhausted after a busy
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…
Over To France 