Between fen and mountains

By Tickytocky

Approaching train

I walked the dogs again in the morning next to the railway line. That was after crawling around the loft again to fill three more big boxes of possessions to take to France. The boxes were large and heavy and difficult to manoeuvre through the hatch, but I managed to do it without mishap other than puncturing the plastic on one of the boxes. In the afternoon I watched the tennis and had an hour’s linguistic exchange conversation with my language partner on Tandem. He is a young man studying at Sciences Po in Paris and he likes to talk current affairs, politics and sport in English while I do the same in French. We swap languages after 30 minutes. It is a good way of practising the language.

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