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On the move - again

Today I will sign the papers for the apartment.  To accommodate the sellers the appointment with the notaire is not until 5pm so, although I pay the money and get the keys, nothing much more will happen.  The French have a way of stripping a house on their departure so will I find a light bulb in situ, a door hook or a toilet roll holder?  We will see.  l left all the light bulbs and the light fittings, toilet roll holders, complete with toilet rolls, hooks on all the bedroom doors and numerous other little helpful things.

I went to the hospital the other day to see the geneticist.  She was a cheery soul.  She proposed that in order to avoid another bout of cancer I should have various things removed as a preventative measure.  I was explaining to  a friend who said, 'well at least you would be alive.'  Yes but without half my body parts, and what happens to all those empty spaces inside let alone adding the bits to replace the missing parts on the outside?  I think I will just keep playing tennis for now.

I have become a victim of technological ignorance.  At the railway station I had to use the machine to buy my ticket.   The question of how to start the process was answered by someone leaning over my shoulder and pressing a button.  After about 10 minutes I finally got the hang of it.  I pressed the button asking whether I had a railcard but the next option asked if I was a 'Mezzo,' under 26 years or over 26 years so I pressed the last one.  It didn't like that so I pressed Mezzo but that wouldn't work either so in desperation I pressed 'under 26' and it quickly moved onto the next screen.  I wanted a day return but it only asked where I was departing from and which station I was going to, so I  abandoned the return idea as the queue behind me was getting impatient.  I was hot  and flustered so put in the wrong pin number but instead of just letting me have another go, it cancelled everything and I had to start again.  The queue was unsympathetic, and I didn't blame them.  Would they have been more helpful if I had really been 'under 26'?  Please bring back humans, even grumpy ones are better than grumpy machines.

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