Au revoir, Auf Wiedersehen

Saying goodbye in foreign is so much better, don't you think?

Till we meet again, is so much less final somehow...


Tomorrow we're off to Paris, where I am thrilled to be going to the wedding of someone whose au pair I was half a lifetime ago. Last year I blogged about meeting up with her wonderful parents after an absence of many years, and now I'm off to see the whole family again for her wedding. It feels like a real privilege and honour to be invited, and apart from a slight angst about how utterly crap my French now is, I can't wait...

After Paris, we're off to Germany, staying overnight at Worms to break our journey (many years ago we were travelling through Europe and needed to stop for the night, and I made us stay in Worms on the basis it was Historic - there were many Diets of Worms, if sixteenth century religious politics turns you on - it's a beautiful Rhineland town, so we're going back for a night, before embarking on a whirlwind tour of northern Germany catching up with mil's rellies. After about eight visits, my German just about stands up to muster, but it's bloody hard work I can tell you. Spouse always accuses me of speaking in thoughts, not sentences... (and he's not wrong).

So, maniac mum is going quiet for a while.

Which is a pity.

As...

I was going to blog about my dodd (dear old departed dad), whose anniversary it is tomorrow, but hey, I''ll spare you the misery fest and just say, I wish he were here now to know that I was about to be published. Words is my business and words is what he taught me... I miss him more than I can say, even after all this time. One day, I'll do justice to that thought.


I was also going to blog about the madness of my day, trying to get packed and ready, and the stress of standing in a queue at Waitrose, when I wanted to be exchanging something at M&S, and I only had about ten minutes to make it back to school. But you're spared that too...

I will just say that I made it out again with Lovely Friend on another celebration of her birthday, except we were so sodding busy packing Spouse and I missed eating... The bottle of wine we drank was very nice though. And...

Eleanor Roosevelt once said something along the lines of you meet many people in life, who you like, but very few leave footprints on your heart. Lovely Friend is one who's left her footprint on mine. There are a few others too. I hope they know who they are. I certainly do.

It's late. We mistakenly thought we'd booked Eurotunnel for 11am and it turns out we were mistaken and it was 10 am. So we have to leave earlier then I imagined.

There've been a few more people coming to my blog of late, and I am immensely grateful to you all. Sometimes I feel like I'm pissing in the wind, so it's nice to know that somewhere, someone's bothering to read this...

See y'all in a week or so.

Be good now, why don't you....