French antiques at The Sleepy Poet, Charlotte, North Carolina
............means I don't get to see my family living there too often as they live way down south in the beautiful Minervois region. A trip across the pond is no hop, skip and a jump unfortunately!
Early this morning an unexpected and much enjoyed phone call brought my sweet niece close as we chatted for a while. She's attending college in Perpignan and it's her first year away from home. Finding it hard going, and perhaps not quite the right spot for her to continue reaching for her dream career, she may return to the UK and continue her university education in Scotland.
The funny part, and we giggled over this, is that the university requires proof that she speaks English before she is accepted to study there! Born and raised in London, educated there until age 12 before moving to France, she speaks beautiful English of course..........without even a trace of a French accent. This place of higher learning will be fortunate to have her as a student, speaking not only perfect English and French, but also Spanish!
Thanks for calling Harriet - you made the day special for us.