After eleven hours of sleep, I feel like a new person. I caught a few hours of sleep on the train coming down on the train, then managed to sneak off for a few hours’ nap after lunch as well.

We arrived to discover that that Jerome managed to break his wrist the other day when he was skiing, and Aude’s mother that I had picked up a few creative expressions for suggesting that it would have done less damage if Jerome had landed on his backside rather than his hands! I haven’t had time to organise my formal language lessons yet, so I have to learn all my French from the teenagers on the metro. What do you expect?

Woke up this morning to a glorious Easter morning, filled with sunshine and hopefully some warm weather – at least in comparison to Paris.