I still remember arriving in France. I remember our first few days in the Charente, specifically the first day in Ruffec. It was March. It was grey, windy and raining. I felt tired and grumpy, after a long, stressful drive from the Alps to the Charente in terrible weather conditions. Despite my bad mood, I tried to put on a brave face as the cameraman for “A New Life In The Sun” filmed us walking about. He must have picked up on my bad mood though as seemed to focus mostly on Barry whilst I tried to keep the kids quiet. The excitement of the previous few days had been replaced by tiredness and the reality of what we had done.
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