What's it really like though? It's not all rainbows and croissants, the beer fridge is on the windowsill, so is the everything else fridge, the fire almost died on my lonely sausage tonight and I had to run to the cave for more wood, the cat doesn't even visit anymore because it's 12 degrees inside with the heat on and the backdoor doesn't stay shut in the wind. I'm running off two power points and some extension leads, I sit by myself at the table reading every night and I get to see Niall over the shitty internet connection on occasion. I've tried to make the bathroom warmer with a roll of insulation and the barn is actually full of straw that I can't even give away.... I had a shower today....first one since Sunday.... But, the view takes your breath away. The neighbour compliments me on my improved French and I've learned to drive a manual, up and down a mountain, I avoid the auto check-out now and try to pretend to be french. You say hello to everyone, hoping they'll ask you something just to see if you can wing it some more. Wouldn't want to be anywhere else... just wish you were here too.