while julian sleepeth

Hi everyone, just a word as I wind down with a glass of plonk (from the vineyard outside our new house) from a lovely concert in a medieval village in the var....i was so excited about the venue i called Julian to round up all our neighbours and get them to take the day out. That's the trouble with our job. You just have a date in the diary and you get in the car and then you follow the map (or the GPS) and there you are in paradise (or not) and you want everyone to share it with you especially as I had a tasty solo sonata to play, but old grumps was on the computer and anyway i had stolen his car.
It is so gorge here at the moment as the poppies are floating everywhere and today (while grumps was on the computer) I cycled to our new house along banks of them and sat in the vines outside the house listening to the birds and dreaming about the new life a week away. Not quite a baby but not bad as projects go.
Anyway, while his highness sleeps, I just want to say a big HOORAH for JUlian who has set up this fantastic thing which has bought those of us who know each other closer and those of us who don't yet finally into contact. I cannot think of anything nicer to have done for the Merrow Smithies, and as a parent I imagine it must be lovely to see everyone chatting away. So I raise my biased glass of plonk du Demoiselles Cioffees (that's our new address - only part! - so you'd better get used to it!) to my lovely hubbie and your lovely son.bruv.unc.
LOve, Ruthxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx