My wife, Anne, and I have always had a love affair with France. She spent a year in Brittany after her A-levels and speaks very good French. I stumbled along with French that would make Tony Blair look fluent (although I hope it has since improved). Every time we went with the children for a summer holiday we would fantasize about buying a place in France … but that”s only for the wealthy, isn”t it?
And so it would have stayed until my sister-in-law changed the rules. But that’s for next time.
