Marie and Scholastie had invited the three of us to spend time with them at Jean-Paul and Rita's house in Corsica when they were going (with Hippolyte and Josephine, of course!) for their summer break.
Thomas and I decided the best plan would be for Margaux and I to join Marie and Scho, while he headed off to France to look at another potential property and meet some useful people in that regard. We also thought it would be a good plan for me to invite a friend, and I was very glad when Imogen (a friend of mine from the WASO choir) was willing and able to take up the challenge!
Immy arrived in Corsica a few hours before Margaux and me, so she met us at the airport with Jean-Paul - who had made the 1-hour trek to the airport for the sole purpose of guiding us back to their house! Good Lord, the Corsicans drive like they have nine lives... and are up to number 7.
Poor Miss Maggie screamed her head off for the last 15 minutes from hunger and exhaustion (it had been a 5-hour layover in Marseille), so we were all very happy when we arrived! We were warmly greeted by Rita, Marie, and Scholastie - and with a little trepidation by Hippolyte and Josephine.
Rita quickly got the hang of feeding Margaux...
Since Mammy and Pappy (Rita and Jean-Paul) were only going to be with us for a couple of days, I decided to leave Margaux in their capable hands for a few hours while Immy and I settled in.
Everyone spoke English with us, which, as usual, I was very grateful for. I tried with French but it was longwinded and badly expressed, so the general consensus was the English would be better.
Onward, devoted reader... in the next post you will discover the infinity pool at their house!
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