Weird: a complete lack of jet lag, but an exhausting time with EasyJet to make up for it. Confusion over our boarding passes and our suitcase disappeared down the conveyer belt with no tag so we had to formally identify it on the tarmac by the plane where it had been sitting in the rain. On collecting it at the other end, one wheel & a handle had been wrenched off. Then long queues for our hire car - made slightly surreal by the fact that the bloke in front of me was someone I knew from the British Embassy in Bangkok. We then got hopelessly lost trying to find a farmhouse in the middle of nowhere.
Anyway, here we are in Provence. The sun is shining, the farmhouse is perfect and Patrick, Tricia & Catherine and Andrew & Sally have prepared lunch for us. I think we're going to like it here.