Dear Mum and Dad,
It’s been a while since I wrote. I’m flat out drinking in views like this one taken on a misty morning at sunrise from the Juliet balcony of my new home:
Cinais
Touchdown in the Loire
Dear Mum and Dad,
I have found my spiritual home, there’s no doubt about that.
It’s 10.30am Wednesday morning and the sun is shining, the birds are singing (even a cuckoo I’m pretty sure) and all’s right with the world.