Sunday, November 19, 2006


We are in our new flat!

Last week we weren't. Which made it difficult to sleep on account of not having bedding, walls or a roof.

We were sleeping on the floors of friends or in horrible hostels, spending lots of time reading in cafes, negotiating and arguing and begging with lawyers in France and an eldrely woman in Washington.

But we moved in eventually, in an irony as snugly fitting as a Jay Miller cardigan, at 7pm, Flat Night. Just in time for Beer o Clock.

All's well that ends well.

PS. When people told me I'd be spending each night in a different bed in Paris, I didn't expect this! Thank you, thank you, thanks.


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