Today, French colleagues paid me the huge honour of electing me to the board of the Association de la Presse Preidentielle. One space is reserved for foreign members, and they picked me! That must mean they like me. An Anglo-Saxonne!
I could not keep the smile from my face. Especially when Philippe announced that the new board members would be celebrating with a slap-up (three hours quand meme!)) meal.
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