I have just finished this brill book by Michael Wright..don't you just hate it when you come to the end of a really comfortable book..it felt like a cosy pair of slippers that I didn't want to take off..but there,I have come to the end of it and it was a lovely book..Michael Wright has a newspaper column in the Telegraph and writes all about his big adventure when he decides to move to France..I could almost identify with his struggles, although he lives in a remote house in the middle of France amongst sheep & chickens (ok, we have some sheep living in the garden behind us, but we don't have to look after them)
I'm looking forward to his next book!
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