Milton still hadn't recovered from his ankle sprain from last Monday, so there was just the three of us for tennis this morning. The weather was almost perfect despite a gently gusting wind from the north so we played two rounds of two on one. You'll be pleased (and surprised - Ed) to know that your athletic (I can think of a word begining with 'a' that describes you perfectly, but it isn't athletic - Ed) correspondent was in fine form and kicked ass.
I'm getting a thing about coincidences (now there's a coincidence - Ed). We were in Nimes and decided to pop into the Prefecture to change our English Driving licences for French ones. Who should we meet, some way away from the Prefecture itself, but Dutch neighbours from our village who were on their way to do exactly the same thing?
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I'm getting a thing about coincidences (now there's a coincidence - Ed). We were in Nimes and decided to pop into the Prefecture to change our English Driving licences for French ones. Who should we meet, some way away from the Prefecture itself, but Dutch neighbours from our village who were on their way to do exactly the same thing?
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