So, back to normal life. We’re missing furniture, we’ve sold the car but most things are right back where we were a couple of months ago. The move is on hold, pending resolution of some visa issues. Since we’re not convinced that they will get resolved we’ve decided to stay where we are for another month in case we may end up having to move elsewhere or even back to Canada. This is a worst case scenario and we’ve still got our fingers & toes crossed that we’ll be able to move before too long, into our new, ready & waiting apartment in the centre of Paris.

Meanwhile, life just keeps on pottering along. I took Michelle’s racing bike down to the bike shop today to have air put into the tyres. A bike is so not me. Especially a hot pink racing bike with funny pedals. Michelle insisted I put it on my shoulder to carry it the mile & a half to the shop to save the wheel rims – and I must have looked a sight. I stopped every 20 paces to re-adjust it on my shoulder, and was hot, red and sweaty by the time I made it into the shop. The guy was nice, he didn’t laugh, but I vowed then that that was the last time I was setting foot in a shop as intimidating as a professional bike shop. I’m going to stick to the things I know… coffee shops, book shops, bars etc…