Last day of school or/ou Dernier jour d'école...

I've just had a phone call reminding me that I haven't blogged in 10 days and demanding that I do so! So, a quick apology to those I've let down for not writing. It's not that I don't think about writing, it's just that sometimes I can't quite figure out how to say whatever I have in my head in an interesting enough way to blog about.


Today was the last day of French school before Christmas so for your pleasure I have managed to get a picture of my class, even if we do all look a little stunned!

Alayna, Nailya, Daniel, Eran, Marissa, Sylvie, Me & Catherine


And as I'm a little nervous about forgetting everything I've learnt I decided to head to the bookshop and get something to read over Christmas in French of course! Although now I'm starting to think I've bitten off more than I can chew with "Le Diable s'habille en Prada". So I might have to watch the film again.

Under the Weather

I've been meaning to post since Friday with little success as I've got a cold. Woe is me...

We did have a fantastic weekend though and that's probably why I'm suffering so much today. It was Dan's birthday on Thursday so a party was held to celebrate on Saturday with our new friends. I'm not quite sure when everyone left as I apparently snuck to bed sometime near the end and I do seem to have quite a lot of gaps in what actually happened so I'll let the photo's talk for themselves.


Dan the Birthday Boy



Peek a Boo Sally



Pierrick: "Homme Des Femmes"



Pulling Faces



Malcolm the Head

Dan's Birthday...

Yesterday was Dan's birthday, and although we're officially celebrating on Saturday with a bit of a party we thought we'd head out anyway.

First stop was the Negressco Hotel for some cocktails and unfortunately for us, they don't do proper cocktails so I settled for a chocolate milkshake and Dan plumped for the lemon sorbet in Vodka!! (which was very nice).


Onto a place called Queenies by the seafront, and then on to our final destination Un Gesu (Gesu should have an accent on the u) a great little pizza place in the Vieux Nice where we ended up speaking Franglo and stuffing ourselves silly. Whilst the waiters brushed busily by.

Merry from the wine we stumbled out onto the wet street. Yes, it does rain here! And headed off to end the evening playing air guitar with some French folk in a pub on Cours Saleya.

Christmas is a coming...

Yesterday, Dan and I took a couple of pictures of the Christmas market being put up. I tried to get them up yesterday but technology failed me.

It starts on Saturday, and I can't wait to have a nose. The picture below reminds me of Where's Wally as the guy spraying the fake snow is pretty hard to see.

Arghhhhh passwords

I've just spent 30mins trying to upload some new photo's, and failed miserably as everytime I do go to reset my password for flickr it times out...with any luck it will work tomorrow.