Bon anniversaire!

My birthday was last week and four weeks after our visit to Valenciennes we still had no confirmation that we could have the flat. After all the ups and downs of the last eleven months, I wasn't entirely convinced that the move was still on, though no-one had said that it wasn't. 

I spent the day in a coffee shop with friends, came home to get ready to go out for a meal with Wilf but checked the emails before we went. At last - the contract was there, with names, dates, etc, filled in. I'm sure people will understand if I say that was my best birthday present.

We'll be moving in the second week of May. We're still not sure about how we can move the furniture in and if it does have to go through the windows, we may need a Plan B (find specialist remover), Plan C (handover to French company partway), Plan D (trampoline) or Plan E (trebuchet).  It will be interesting: we're on the top floor.

I'll need to build up my resistance to heights. Here's the view from up there:

You'll notice I wasn't standing on the balcony when I took it. 

How long do you reckon it will take to get a trebuchet made?