And after nine unexpected days in Paris, it's home again, home again, and thanks so very much for all the cards, notes, emails and texts -- so very, very thoughtful. And as you can imagine, there is so very much to catch up on after being away from work for so very long...
Hello again and hope you’re well, and please do excuse the very long and unexplained absence. Six days ago, were suddenly and immediately called to Paris by terribly sad news, landing in the golden and early evening of last Friday to even sadder news, and worse still in the early hours of Tuesday morning, resulting in the extension of our stay here, to Sunday.
ONE OF MY VERY FAVOURITE THINGS during the holidays [and there are many] is wandering about Christmas tree yards in search of the perfect tree. Last year, we chose a very full and rather bushy Douglas Fir that was decorated in chartreuse glittery baubles and yards & yards of tartan ribbon. And this year, it is a very tall, thin and elegantly sparse Nordmann Fir, with gold leopard print ornaments and wide lengths of fuchsia satin ribbons . . .