THE decision

Well, now that you have found your way here I had better write something to entertain you. This is an account day by day of how we got to where we are today. Which is, well read on and you will find out.

This I hope is not going to be just another oh we moved renovated etc account. It will make you laugh, cry and just plain wonder at our sanity. We are still seeking medical opinion on the last one! Comments welcome in the best possible taste of course.

So, let me tell you a story? Are you sitting comfortably? Then I will begin.

Once upon a time way back in the distant past, (actually late 1999 it just seems such a long time ago) We had returned from another holiday to France and were sitting in the back garden of our house in outer suburbia listening to the rush of tin boxes propelling the occupant home, the sound of screaming children and absorbing the quaint smell of burning rancid fat from barbecues and asked the question; what are we doing with our lives? bit of a radical question that.
You would almost think we were in a mid life crisis. were we? that could be a whole discussion on its own!

I digress, nice house, good jobs, cars, motorcycles,members of local health club all that sort of thing but missing something. No idea what IT was but never ones to sit back we thought bugger it what have we got to lose. So the idea was born, sell up and move to France lock stock & barrel and start a b&b. Fine idea lets do it. simple as that, ahh i wish. We had absolutely no idea of what it would involve but the decision was made and off we went on the start of an adventure. Never mind that the language was a mystery to me. My partner the lovely Lynda had done french "A" level all those years ago. It doesn't matter, were english, explorers through and through with that bulldog spirit. Well that's what they say on all these programmes you see on TV.

First we had to find a house & sell ours but thats the start of another day.......