THE ADVENTURES OF A STRIPEY BAG

Well, it’s catch-up time. I did once say I was not the most diligent of emailers but it looks like I’m not the most faithful of bloggers either. However, to tell the truth, the internet connection has been a bit dodgy and after a couple of weeks of working, sleeping and playing (mostly sleeping), I’m only really just beginning to feel half-way normal.

But things are looking up: I now have net curtains – before this, I had been living in a sort of twilight world with the blinds permanently down since I value my privacy and do not want the neighbours spying on me. And I have discovered a very nice organic shop very close to my flat so I am in soya and beanburger heaven there! I had my first letter from England this week which included a nice pair of dusting gloves and anyone who knows about my passion for dusting will appreciate this gesture!

School is great, the children and teachers at school are wonderful (and for someone who doesn’t really ‘do’ children, this is saying something). We have some way to go, linguistically speaking, as the pupils are still getting mixed up between ‘he’ and ‘she’ ….. There is also even a rumour going around that my tutor and I are an ‘item’. This is not surprising really since I am with him all the time, following him around like a puppy as I have no idea where I am really going or what I am really doing. And children will be, well, children!

Before I left England, my lovely friend Emma presented me with a new addition to my bag collection. In the picture, it can be seen taking a well-earned rest on the chair. Well, this extremely attractive, versatile, and what’s more, washable, stripey bag accompanies me everywhere. We go to school, to the market, to art galleries, to bars, shopping for net curtains, to the park, to the rugby – which is in fact where we are going tonight for the big game: Stade Français v. Stade Toulousain. Go Paris!