Au revoir

My dad has lived in France since 1994. Today that lovely dream came to an end as he’s now sold his house to return to the UK. Tending an olive grove at the age of 87 wasn’t too much yet but perhaps his ninth decade looming sealed the decision. Other similar houses have taken years to sell so it going from our lives in the space of six weeks has been a bit sudden for my liking, feeling like a chapter has ended.
Sad times