I smell a rat

There can't be many people who, on their holidays, accept to do a 3 hour round trip in the car with their father in law to go and spend 2.5 hours cleaning a flat by themselves. I must have missed a trick somewhere along the line. The most alarming thing however is probably that this hasn't been the low point of my 7 week holiday! Flat clean, sick wife happy, I'm ready for bed (don't even talk about the dirty washing brought back from the flat that is going to take all morning tomorrow). Who said it was all glitz and glamour in the south of France.....

Before I go however, something else that has struck me over the last few days is the glorious smell of various fauna that is now blossoming all around Biarritz. I don’t know why this has only struck me now….either I’m really learning to slow down and absorb life around me, or someone broke my nose, reset it, and thus allowed me to smell properly again. Whatever the reason, it’s most enjoyable and almost even helps me forget about cleaning flats.