Brexit Day ..

So here we are .. Brexit Day. Lesley and I were distraught when the UK voted to leave Europe, as we were right on the verge of committing ourselves to moving over to France. Now, we just feel happy that don't live in the UK, as it splits off and sails away to who knows what ..

Don't get me wrong. I'd love it - LOVE IT - if someone came up to me in three years time and said 'Look how well the UK is doing'. That would make my day. But, until then, here's my view of my old country. It's in the bin ..

See you on the other side!

Europe endless ..

My last week as a European and, ironically, I'm trying to keep a British 'stiff upper lip' about the UK's forthcoming Brexit this Friday. (As an ironic wink I'm writing this whilst listening to Kraftwerk's 'Europe Endless'. You can't beat a bit of Krautrock on a Monday morning .. )

This is the very definition of 'up in the air'. We ex-pats haven't got the foggiest idea how it's going to affect our lives over here in France. Hopefully, not too much! Perhaps it'll be just a case of signing up for a new visa, with a little more paperwork to prove our income and so on .. or maybe I'm being as naive as it comes. Lesley and I are lucky. We haven't got kids going through school here and we're not pensioners (yet) relying on the French health system to keep us in good order. What we are though is settled, and fear that any changes might put a spanner in the works of our new life ..

Our fate is in the hands of others. We pray they are understanding, sympathetic and wise ..