Some days...

... it is good to remind oneself that work isn't such a bad place after all...

I'm off to France tomorrow for a few days for my Grannie's birthday and I am taking Luca with me. He hasn't stopped complaining since I announced the "surprise" trip to him.
He refuses categorically to get on the TGV because "they all speak French".

I've got a feeling that by Sunday evening, home won't seem to be a bad place either..