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Of the GG!
My dad ‘retired’ aged 60 in 1995 and headed to the South of France. Within a month he’s met my lovely stepmum Jane and they set up house together… nine books written, world travelled, they’ve headed back to the UK. The merits of maintaining an olive grove at the collective age of 164 were starting to wear thin and the trappings of Covid and French law finished it for them. Homeward bound. They’re here to stay for a few months before they decide where to buy perhaps Cornwall, perhaps Kent but unlikely to be Scotland cos let’s face it, the weather!
So it was with some emotion that they drew up in the car having packed up and contained their life to move home. A lovely evening spent eating and drinking a toast to their dream life and hoping a new one is about to begin.

PS How good do these two look? She 76 and three quarters, he 87 and a half!