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Busy life

 For some reason I seem to have less time now I live in a town.  There are French friends here of course and it is easy to pass an afternoon just talking.  The other day 3 of us had been chatting in my kitchen for a couple of hours when another friend popped in to tell us it was his birthday so a spontaneous chorus of happy birthday broke out, not me of course, I can't sing a note, and demands to break open the bubbly.  It is essential to keep a bottle in the fridge for just such occasions so I duly produced one.  Life in France is so hard.

The government website for changing my address on my identity card is finally working.  Yippee.

Here are a couple of things to think about - Careful grooming may take 20 years off a person's age but you can't fool a flight of stairs.  Every man is a potential genius until he does something.

I was stopped by a police car the other day at 10.30 in the morning.  They said I should have had my lights on, then they noticed I didn't actually have any lights.  They were confused.  I was confused.  I wasn't in my car, I was on my bike.

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