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a move south

Now we are French…

Well well well, I thought I’d got round to writing something just before our blogs switched over, but if I did, it is now lost along with my links…

I’ll have to get used to this whole word press thing. Not that it’s complicated, simply different.

So I’m French! It’s actually now official that I am both French and English. At long last! It needs saying for the sake of all the times I’ve told people that I’m British by default 🙂

By next Spring I’ll have my Carte d’Identité. I have to wait a bit before applying.

A big big big THANKS goes to my drivers… Maman and TIred&Emotional did a marvellous job getting the van there and back 🙂 Thank you Thank you Thank you!!!!

Fabrice says Maman is Robocop. I believe him. She’s driving up here for Christmas (I’m saying that just to impress any of you who know how far she’s about to drive in the silly weather we’ve got right now!).

Life with Fabrice is lovely. I look at him and think how nice it is to be together and not miles and miles apart.  Day to day stuff is precious! The flat is small but things are getting organised now and my Welsh dresser has pride of place in the kitchen and is finally totally used for kitchen kind of things.

Fabrice is walking on his own 2 legs again and has been back at work for just about a month by now. He’s even back into the swing of a full working day which took a while.

My nephews and niece are cheeky and lovable as ever. It’s nice to see them so much after missing their growing up and skipping stages. A shuffled off the sofa the other day after I’d changed him and wriggled down until his toe then his feet touched the floor, then he stood against the sofa nice and solid on his little legs. He’s been pushing on his legs increasingly steadily and it was awesome being there for that.

I’ve got so many stories like that!

 I think seeing how happy my lovely sister is that I can help her a bit is one of the biggest perks. I know she’s happy to have her big sister’s around. I’m quite sure I must send her potty at times too, but we are sisters aren’t we 🙂

Apart from that, I’m up to my neck in paperwork and job searches, and up to eyes in a yucky yucky cold cum flu, so for now, I shall love you and leave you.

A bientôt!

F – 2

Well, I’m packing the last loose bits and waiting for someone from freecycle to pick up the last item of furniture that I’ve re-homed.

The adventure is well under way and yet just about to begin.

Tadaaaa!!!

France, here I come!
🙂

F -14

So here it is, the days can now be counted down officially.

France in 14 days!

It’s actually 13 if I go by the ferry landing but there’ll be much of the country to drive through before Lyon and arriving, so 14 is more true.

With a bit of awesome timing I could even leave the UK with a copy of the For His Kingdom CD in my pocket. Hopefully, by then, my glasses will also be sorted and good.

Still sorting out last bits like left over furniture etc. Know anyone who needs a new TV? But everything’s coming together nicely.

I’m getting very excited and feeling all kid-before-Christmas-ey!

wow wow wow!

Youpie! I should say.

🙂

Counting down!!

Right, with credit cards out of the way, I’ve been focusing on lots of other stuff.

I’ve handed in my NOTICE at work to finish on the 25th. That’s in 3 weeks this afternoon! It is now just about time to start the “Countdown to France”. Some fabulous friends and family are helping out.

The plan for the MOVE is coming together. I’m being all efficient and organisey and so far it goes thus:

Lovely Sister and her partner are loaning me their garage’s hire van.

Stupendous D is lending me her only husband (with his Perfect French) who is going to fetch the van and pick up my Maman.

Myself and a handpicked couple of helpers will load the van so I can relax that nothing in there will budge or break.

My Marvellous Maman is chipping in again, after surviving this summer’s drive, and getting the full van to “Bon Port” with me in it too.

I’m sure there’ll be more to it in some shape or form by the time moving happens, especially as I’ve been asked by a friend whether someone they know could borrow the spare space in the van & pay me part of the cost of moving for us to drop some furniture off partway down for their ‘gite’. Could be interesting!

Offers have come from far and wide for help and it’s grand to be reminded of people’s SUPPORT. It’s also fun thinking of all the people who are already eager to VISIT. Fabulous stuff. I don’t know where put you when you visit but it’ll be awesome to catch up all the same 🙂

I’ve been trying to keep warm. Goodness… Everyone knows the weather has been miserable over the summer but this sudden COLD? Yikes! It makes any days of beautiful SUNSHINE we’ve felt fade into misty memories.

So today, I tried on my latest CREATION. Something else I’ve been up to, due to management not allowing us to do as much overtime, is sewing. My friends T and D are getting married this December… in Lapland!! Sadly it’s way out of my budget, else I’d be a bridesmaid, but failing that, I’ve been hard at work making the ladies in the party some awesomely warm an fluffy CAPES. I’ve done 99% of the stitching of the bridesmaid’s cape and tried it on to show Fabrice. I’m so proud of my work. I sort of knew I could do it, but the fact I’ve done it is greater yet. Wowey! And I was so very very warm in it which is what they’re for. Hehe! I now have to carry on with the second one.

Capes aren’t the only thing I’ve been sewing.

I’ve started making material shopping BAGS to do something straight forward between stages of cape creation.

I’ve repaired lots of bits & bobs. The bits are mostly mine. Amongst the bobs were a number of my mates’ Colyn’s shorts which we sorted because they’re moving house too and one afternoon we went through their whole wardrobe sorting out bags to keep or take to a charity shop. We did giggle…

My BELOVED is still doing his best to not get too bored of the 4 walls of the flat and his leg is healing slowly. He may not believe me but he’s really brave & doing very well. I get to hear about the Terry Pratchett books for which he’s been raiding the local library. Those are in French. I’ve found lots on the market over here for us to read in English.

If anyone has any spares or spots any, do give me a shout. I’ve written the list of those I’ve already bought.

GUY’s back here in the same ward as before. Bristol didn’t work out. Maybe in a year or 2. But I’m not sure he’ll move forwards where he is at the moment. I’m not happy with some of the work lacking where his social worker is concerned. I think he could have been supported better and some essential paperwork didn’t get done. It speaks to me of not giving a monkeys about him and not being bothered to do things properly.
He needs all the PRAYers we can give and then some. Once I’ve moved at the end of this month there will be noone up here for him. I did HOPE some one would draw alongside him and get a heart for him in all this which would help rebuild his worth a little. I don’t hope much on that now. We somehow need to sort out a move to near Dad’s.
I’m not sure what to ask for.

I’ve not been able to visit him yet since he’s arrive back up here and I’d like to. I’m not sure how he’ll welcome me. Pray I take courage and go.

I’ve not yet got a JOB in France. Now van plans are settled I should gain free brain space to face the all-scary CV overhaul & translation. I’ve not yet worked in France. I’m simultaneously at peace and majorly worried. My CV is essential!

Marathon over. It is 4 weeks worth of wanting to write and not getting to for many reasons.

Phew!

xxx

thinking of…

The GARAGE: I need to look for a couple of things in storage. Yikes, well, more than a couple, and some of it is buried!! Oh bother..

Work: apparently I’m not assertive enough. Is it my fault I work with martyrs & loud-mouths? Hmmm. Anyhow, joking aside, I like my colleague but bosses are telling me off for not standing up to them and for not putting my foot down enough an getting on with things. I’ve not cracked that egg yet.

Guy: he rang me or rather missed-called me Monday night (was it?) and when I phoned back, first time I’ve spoken to him for months, he asked me for someone’s number and instead of answering my question as to how he was, he hung up. Sigh.

Fabrice: missing him & looking forward to moving.

Maman: is she definitely visiting in a few weeks, if yes, when, and when she arrives, how will I get stuff out of The GARAGE for her to take to France, since Dad’s showing no sign of fetching Guy’s stuff which is blocking mine in…

Selling: Argh!! The worst thing ever at the moment since I need desperately to get rid of furniture which I haven’t got the courage to put up for sale properly and which is blocking my stuff in the other side.

Hemmed in: me, by God; my stuff, by other stuff; my old feather pillows, in old cloth, which I want to make one new case for and make into one new and bigger pillow; my brain, by to-do lists; the world, by stupidly pointless paperwork; utility companies and financial companies, by more useless paperwork and ridiculous and mis-judged security barriers.

Financial companies: they make it straightforward to run up £1000s of debt but when I want to pay them they need my security password, my date of birth and the number of the back of the credit card I cut up a year or 2 ago, oh, and a letter to say that I’ve moved house and I can’t pay it off anyhow since it’s in the process of being closed so they don’t take automatic payments any more so I have to pay over the counter!!!

Soya lecitin: just had a conversation about how an anti-cholesterol drug is helping slow Alzheimer’s disease and how soya lecitin both fights cholesterol and supports brain function so should be ideal for fighting Alzheimer’s and not getting it in the first place… Done no research on this so of course don’t quote me, I’m just extrapolating…

Surprises: and how incredible God is in all kinds of situations and when I least expect Him to answer my prayers.

and I think that’s all of my thoughts for now…. 🙂

Back on the treadmill

I’m back for last long hard grind.

I’ve moved. No more house of Cecil. I’m a lodger again for a while.

I’ve had a great holiday with Fabrice. My nephew is as cute as I expected and a strong little babe too and his big brother and sister are as high in energy and fun as ever and then some.

September’s pay will see me pay off the final credit card and free of nasty debts. Until then I’m carrying on with overtime to make sure the process is as fast as possible.

In between shifts, the plan is to sort some of the things which are in some friends’ garage and need selling. I didn’t have the time or energy to put things up for sale properly so I’ve got a clutter of chests of drawers and beds and the like needing a home. If I were rich and famous I’d give them and be done. It’s so tempting to just do that and not bother, but I need new reading glasses 🙂

I’m missing Fabrice both more and less than usual. The fact that I can soon move to France helps I think, yes it’s good that I’m in the last lap of that race too. It’s easier nowadays to be far away but it doesn’t beat popping down the road together for a pint or a coffee. I’m looking forward to being able to do that without thinking I’ll be back a world away within a few days. I’ll be able to see my nephews and nieces grow and be part of their life regularly. 🙂

Iliana was 2 last Friday! I had to travel back the day before. No more of that.

There’ll always be people I miss but it comes from being a whole lot of halves and can’t be avoided.

I’m re-reading ‘The Money Secret’. I don’t often re-read books so soon but it was awesome and still is. It could do with being spread as wide as the Bible in this debt-ridden western society of ours. I wanted to refresh it’s truths in my mind. Renewing our mind… Essential!! Absolutely essential. Thank you EA, Rob Parsons and Care for the Family.

xxx