How things have changed.
During my teenage years I kept daily diaries, recording almost exclusively mundane daily events and lacking any interesting insights apart from the odd "that boy is fab". I recently browsed through one - searching for confirmation of a date and one thing did really strike me - letters! My diaries are full of "had a letter from....." "wrote a letter to ......", several almost every week. When away from home I wrote to my parents and to my brother and sisters, each of them separately, and when we moved house I wrote to friends. We had no telephone in the house and of course email and social media were not even dreamt of but it seems I made up for it.
As the years passed I stopped writing my diaries and eventually the letters except for some at Christmas time. These days I am really glad to have social media - its so easy to keep in touch with family and friends, especially important when like us you live a long way off. An exchange of photos, a shared giggle, a supportive message - all help keep friendship alive and keep family ties. I also enjoy the "diary" created with facebook - often as mundane as my teenage scribbles but also full of good memories.
So a thank you to all of my on-line friends and family for keeping in touch.
Aici sèn pla
This blog started as a daily record to mark our fifth year at Segala. Daily it did not turn out to be but after the year I have decided to continue as an occasional diary - after all I do still like it here or "aici sen pla".
Its our fifth year living at Segala. I have decided to try to mark this year with a daily post ( some days it will be just a photo) of our life over the year. I have trawled my brain for witty titles without success then I remembered the slogan on the T shirts at the fête in Espinas in the summer.
Its our fifth year living at Segala. I have decided to try to mark this year with a daily post ( some days it will be just a photo) of our life over the year. I have trawled my brain for witty titles without success then I remembered the slogan on the T shirts at the fête in Espinas in the summer.
A friend translated it from the occitan for us. It seems to mean something along the lines of I like it here. Very apt for us, "I like it here " is a refrain we use to each other at least daily so that's the plan - Aici sén pla - a year of daily musings from a contented retired expat who thinks herself damned lucky every single day.
Wednesday, 7 March 2018
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