1000th post!

This is my 1000th column. Consider that for a moment, at 600 words a day that is 600,000 words mostly for you, dear reader, but also to extol the virtues of opening a foreign exchange account with Currencies Direct. Even the subliminally deaf cannot have failed to notice the theme that runs through every post. It has spawned a book (shortly to be 2) and caused me to be able to describe myself as a writer and successful author as “Summer In The Cote d’Azur” has actually made a profit. Thus in my opinion, and a significantly small percentage of the some 90,000 visitors to this site, it is a success. Regular readers will know that shall be clinging to this concept like a limpet for the foreseeable future.

The mathematicians amongst you may already calculated that in total this is more words than War And Peace, but quality is everything, as I am sure fellow writer Tolstoy, would agree. It is also true that we may not agree on everything.
To celebrate this literally astonishing occasion, we decided to go to the coast to witness the highest tide of the month. That it was blowing a gale was a given, but served to make the whole experience more exciting. God, who am I trying to fool. Apart from the majesty of it all, fully appreciated after about 5 minutes, it was, as I think the Wingco might have said, “ghastly”. I managed to grab this photo of Sprog 2, who had unwisely agreed to join us, “enjoying” the seaside. If you need a comparison in terms of enjoyment of a beach experience, have a look at yesterdays 999th post picture in the column below. B for Bondi, C for Clymping, D for Diabolical.

The joys of an English beach in winter

There were some uplifting moments however. A brief dive into the Black Horse at Clymping to readjust ones make up and clothing was some relief, and, returning to Arundel to witness a very high tide on the River Arun, allowed a pit stop at the White Hart, so it was not all bad.

After the, almost entirely, working trip to Australia, where I had been on duty for Currencies Direct for almost the whole time, it is nice to have some leisure time, some time to myself. Today being a Sunday, I shall be expecting to have lunch, probably at The Black Rabbit in the edge of Arundel. The penance will be a stiff walk somewhere before hand to work up a thirst.

One of my readers yesterday asked me what I would like for Christmas, and seemed a little miffed when I suggested that a second-hand Bentley Azure would do the trick. It would not be a toy, it would be put to work as a wedding car thus making it a business, with all the benefits and, of course, responsibilities that entails. Any suggestion that it would be used privately in order to go to the races or other outdoor events offering a picnic opportunity for purely personal satisfaction would be entirely incorrect. I would always specifically be on the look out for potential Currencies Direct customers, thus a business element will always be evident. I wonder if, in these circumstances, champagne could be tax-deductible? Note to self; ask accountant.

The last full week before Christmas should be a quiet affair, with the exception of the carnage that may ensue having both Sprogs being in residence before the weekend. Christmas shopping will loom large in the life of at least one in our family, that Nice Lady Christmas Shopper taking full advantage of the retail opportunities presented.

Chris France
@Valbonne_News