This is Jacques after four hours spent entertaining three adorable little children. He’s a bit exhausted but the children felt that he, too, was adorable, so the visit was a success.
I am pleased to report that he recovered. Today we are on a train, headed back to the house. My suitcase contains no clothing. I brought two wifi repeaters, a deluxe hand mixer — bought on sale, of course — a converter for the Vonage box, a pan to test the new induction cooktop and miscellaneous other indispensable electronic and related items. Yes, to the country house. It’s all very “the American has landed.”
Once there I will make sure at least one TV is installed. We will hook it up to the cable box. Oh, and I can finally start unpacking some furniture. It’s just the little apartment off to the side but it’s a start.
In the back of my mind is a Winston Churchill quote about being at the end of the beginning. Is that right? This hasn’t been a war, for which I am grateful, but it has been a long, expensive slog.
Now to finish the house.