It’s now a little over a year since our time living in France, and the urge is strong to return. It may have something to do with the fact that friends have not long returned from their own sojourn. It may be the bite of mid-winter weather. Whatever the reason, we’re back into the dreaming and planning. Logistically it doesn’t get any easier to organise, but we’re determined to make it work if we can.
First up is the search for the perfect village. Do you have any idea how hard it is to pin down the perfect village out of the whole of France? Hard. Harder than you’d think. Very hard, in fact. If the perfect village exists, I haven’t yet found it.