....so this morning I went into the Mayors office, before I had a chance to procrastinate and change my mind, something which I am becoming very good at. In fact, if there was a degree in procrastination, I would have a first class honours.
Anyway, so I go in and am greeted by the usual lady behind the desk to whom I smile at with my bestest grin, and whom I greet with the biggest 'Bonjour Madame' I can possibly muster up (considering I only got about 4 hours sleep last night). "Could I possibly, maybe, perhaps make an appointment to see Monsieur le Maire"? I utter, trying to sound scary and confident. "Of course you can", she replies "How about Saturday at 9.30am"? At which point I looked like this......(but without the green dress).
"That would be great", I say, trying not to look completely horrified and like I am really looking forward to it. I then just *mention* that it is concerning our letter of a month ago (I stop myself saying that we are still awaiting a reply), at which point she say "Ah oui, La Chabanaise" and then points at a blue folder on the desk.....I guess that is where the letter has been hiding all this time.....naughty blue folder......
Death to blue folders!
Alison
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