Good news! For me, that is.The car boot sale is cancelled – postponed would be a more accurate word – and we cleaners do like accuracy. It’s supposed to rain tomorrow – I really don’t mind whether it does or doesn’t – I’m just grateful for the reprieve.

I have managed to pick out three freaky garments from my wardrobe – a dark blue military-style coat with HUGE shoulders –  so embarrassing; a jumper with flared sleeves, which I can’t believe I ever wore either, but it has the stains to prove it;and a pair of strange beige suede shoes that seemed like a bargain at the time, but have never been further than the bedroom.So not quite enough to make a stand  – as in, makeshift shop.

Meanwhile, over at the house I was cleaning this afternoon, they were taking things very seriously, and had hired a big van to transport their stuff to the same boot sale  – and a man to fill the van  – as in, carry the boxes and put them in the vehicle – not, he was so large he filled the van.

I had to go dashing off from the cleaning job to the Mairie, or mayor’s office – which sounds very grand, but trust me, it isn’t.The first time we went there, the older employee was doing her best to humiliate her younger colleague, very loudly showing her right in front of us, that “THIS” is the important piece of paper. In case you’re wondering, my daughter has been applying for a French passport,which requires a nice little sheaf of papers, and as with all things to do with administration here, if you get it right first time, you are extremely lucky.

So to make a boring story agonizing, I have only had time for a quick ham and cheddar sandwich, and I have to go and collect the daughter, and then go to my rehearsal. Who cares? Ah,yes – but I haven’t had a shower yet. I bet you care now. The English are the top users of soap in the world – followed closely by the Americans. Don’t start me off about the French and their hygiene – or lack of it.

Thanks for reading (maybe).