The first week of May saw a continuation of our France road-trip and the final stage – in Paris.
Then it was back home to work – and save for the next adventure!
What else? I got the structural notes back from my editor and somehow managed to finish the rewrite this month. This book is determined to write – and rewrite- itself.
Anyways, here is May in a sentence – sometimes two – a day.
1. It’s a public holiday here in France for May Day. F dropped us off just outside of Paris and we caught the metro in. Spent the afternoon exploring Le Marais – where we’re staying – and the banks of the Seine. Love this city.
2. Lots of ticks in boxes today: Notre Dame, Shakespeare & Co bookshop, the Left Bank, Latin Quarter, a cruise on the Seine, Galeries Lafayette.
3. A great first half of the day with the markets at the Bastille to start, a walk to and through Pere Lachaise Cemetary (with the world’s funniest accidental guide). Second half not so great – a wander from Champs Elysee through the posh part of town and down to Place de la Concorde. That part of town is really not me – too much money, too many people and too many pickpockets.
4. Paris redeemed herself today with Promenade des Plantees, the artistic viaduct, flower markets and ice creams at Ile St- Louis. I’m in love with this city again. It’s not goodbye, it’s a bientot.
5. Off to the airport at 7.30am this morning and on our way home.
6. Saturday and Sunday spent on planes. Finally walked through the front door at around 7 pm. Why does Australia have to be so far away from everywhere?
7. It’s our 24th wedding anniversary – and a public holiday for Labour Day. The two are not connected. Spent the day washing clothes.
8. Back to work – do I have to? Oh, that’s right, I have the next adventure to save for. Stood on the scales & rather than the OMFG moment, I had an OMG moment of a different sort – I’d lost half a kilo…in France! There could be something to this French paradox…
9. Mammogram this morning (all clear) followed by work.
10. Craving pho so indulged at lunchtime.
11. Hairdresser this morning (greys be gone) and a good start on the rewrite of One More Dance/HappyEver After/Book No. 5. (My editor’s notes came back last week.)
12. Markets followed by brekky at Jimmy’s. Life all back to normal.
13. Mother’s Day and lunch at Corbins – yum cha with a difference.
14. Back to work Monday and finally some blue skies for this morning’s walk.
15. Take yesterday and repeat.
16. Some good progress on the novel rewrite in the best office in the world.
17. Managed to sneak a walk in before work and before the rain started.
18. A stormy morning cleared to a fab Friday. Back to the Surf Club for more words.
19. Markets this morning, house-cleaning & the Royal Wedding on TV. Saturday taken slow and easy.
20. Relatives from Gloucester (UK) called in today. I made a lemon and thyme cake in the bundt tin – the recipe is a keeper and will make it into the next novel I think.
21. The day is so beautifully blue it seems a pity to be inside working.
22. Mum and Dad here from Sydney for the rest of the week – hoping the good weather holds.
23. Canal cruise in Mooloolaba and a drive up and down the coast to show Mum and Dad around.
24. I had to work so hubby and daughter took Mum and Dad out to the hinterland for a look around and a picnic.
25. Lunch at Sum Yung Guys for a friend’s 60th.
26. Markets this morning & then whipped up a batch of lemon lime & bitters scones (the recipe is here) for morning tea before taking Mum and Dad to the airport – we’ve had a great few days.
27. Astro club at Golden Beach followed by lunch at Woombye Pub. Parmy and rissoles – you can’t get much more old school than that.
28. Do I have to go to work?
29. I repeat, do I have to go to work?
30. Noosa to buy some gifts, lunch with hubby at Betty’s Burgers, and work on the novel this afternoon.
31. A beautiful morning with a pod of dolphins playing just offshore. Another big day in the day job. In other news, I finished the rewrite on One More Dance/ Happy Ever After/Book No. 5 tonight.
Ok, that was my May – how was yours?