Friday, 10 August 2012
The land of the Olympips
At the moment, Matilda is quite into the "Olympips", especially the Olympip diving which she has been trying to recreate in papi and nana's swimming pool. Tomorrow we are heading for the current home of the Olympips, stopping in the Vendée en route for my mother outlaw's 60th birthday bash. I'm excited, as always, about returning to the Motherland and doubly excited this time because the Stephs (Stéphane, Stéphanie, Elise, Armand and Amélie) are coming with us. I know there will be jokes about the weather and the food, and I have promised Fanf I will remain calm and not take offence (or a gate or a small potting shed). But if my Froggie family can muster the strength of character to tuck into a greasy, vinegary pile of fish and chips with gusto, then all will be well.
And à propos of absolutely nothing at all, at the moment O keeps telling me "Ghost eat papa car". He doesn't seem especially perturbed by this fact, it is more a point of information, but information he delivers in deadly earnest. Makes me laugh every time.
See you in three weeks x)