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Trevor Morris and his wife Sue left Charlton Down in 2002 for the Tarn region of southern France, where Trevor renovates old properties. In his spare moments he writes a weekly column about his experiences for the Dorset Echo Weekend Magazine.
AS a nation there are certain things that we like to believe about ourselves: a love of fair play and kindness to animals, to name but two.
‘HOW extraordinary’. Those are about the only words that I can come up with to describe the events in world affairs that have unfolded this week.
THERE are times when it pays to be patient. I drive other people mad by never changing the clock on my van, but I know that if I wait patiently through the winter, after six months it will be telling the right time again, and I won’t have had to annoy myself by trying to fiddle with those awkward little controls. Fashions are also like this: if you could have stood the ridicule in the ‘80s then those bell-bottomed trousers from the ‘70s would have been right back there in the cutting edge of fashion.
IT IS not really too much of an exaggeration to say that not much happens in our sleepy little hamlet of La Lauressie, and if you make that a Sunday afternoon, there is absolutely and completely nothing happening.
OF all of the things associated with moving to a foreign country, it is probably the most important element that is overlooked. It is not the accommodation issue, which is normally taken care of before any packing cases are filled. Transport to your new home is easily remedied if you have access to a computer and some rudimentary keyboard skills.
IF you are not the guardian of any four-legged fur-covered mammals, you may find this strange.
WITH the ever-increasing numbers of celebrity chefs, the expanding girths of the teenage population, and the rash of programmes celebrating people who live off nothing but cheese and crisps, you could be forgiven for thinking that Britain has become a nation obsessed by food.
THEY do say that life imitates art, and that certainly seems to be true of many of the towns that are grouped in our corner of south-western France.
I'M not sure, but I think that the circle of my life experience may just have been completed.
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Trevor Morris and his wife Sue left Charlton Down in 2002 for the Tarn region of southern France, where Trevor renovates old properties. In his spare moments he writes a weekly column about his experiences for the Dorset Echo Weekend Magazine.
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