We reached Geneva and drove to Epagny, the small village just over the French border, where El's dad lives still rather in shock. We had a lovely afternoon catching up, eating good cheese and planning everything we were going to do in the 10 days we had before getting back to Reading.
Best laid plans though, always go to waste and El woke up Monday morning with terrible tonsillitis, Francis (El's pa) had a tummy bug, and Kieran had a bit of everything. For days we holed ourselves up in the house feeling pathetic and doing nothing. El didn't even get out of bed for about 4 days! Our bodies just said: NO MORE! STOP! WE REALLY JUST CAN'T TAKE ANY MORE!!!!!!!!
Meeting els mum at Geneva airport
We did venture out of the house on Saturday with Celia (El's ma) and managed to get into Geneva for a nice coffee and a cake, but really the first week was a washout. The following Monday constituted the start of our return home by signing up with job agencies and trawling websites for jobs to apply for. Sigh. Back down to Earth, then.
We finally did what we've talked about for years, yesterday, and had a full on extended edition Lord of the Rings marathon. We started at 9am with a huge pot of coffee, and finished on schedule at 11pm, bleary-eyed, emotionally drained but satisfied. (A bit like a good sex session but without the mess.)
View from the patio
Our time here grows short and it's just 24 hours now before we get back to Reading. We have done so much in the past year that no one line can quantify or qualify it, so we decided to put together some statistics for you to ponder.
By the way, we will be in the Lyndhurst (Watlington Street) from 6pm on Friday 30 November and look forward to seeing you there.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
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