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For the first time in 16 months I had someone come to stay.  My son came from the UK to look after me following my operation and sadly, all too soon, he has gone again.  How wonderful it was though to have someone to talk to in  the flesh rather than via WhatsApp and skype.  This weekend we went to a café in Saumur and passed a pleasant hour chatting with friends who we hadn't seen for well over a year.  Even this unusual cold and wet weather that we are having failed to dampen the spirits of the many people simply enjoying each others' company.  

A friend asked me why I am moving - again.  I have itchy feet, I do not like living in the same place for too long and I enjoy moving, doing something different.  The thing I can't get my head round is being asked if I am moving because I am getting old.  Am I looking for a type of sheltered housing?  Really?  Give me a break.  Ok I am a bit incapacitated at the moment, covered in bruising and unable to play tennis but that doesn't stop me running upstairs and going for long walks.  I will do anything to stop people  looking at me and thinking 'dead woman walking.'  There is life in the old bird yet and blast it's raining again.

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