I confess: I am spending the weekend with an attractive 18 year-old psychology student from Mauritius. The energy level is rejuvenating, the looks we attract in public ego-boosting.My cousin Sandrine did entice me to make two vain attempts to go to Easter Mass. The first attempt involved the In Excelsis Catholic Youth site, which told us that there was a Saturday service in the XIth century church at Gometz-le-Chatel, one kilometre away across the fields. This church is rarely open and, as we discovered yesterday, remains closed on Easter weekends. I shall not bookmark In Excelsis. The second attempt was this morning at Limours -- we turned up at 11:00 sharp, to find the church literally overflowing. All was not lost, as Sunday is market day: free Easter eggs on the stalls, and four different lettuces for all of € 2.50.
So now we're back at La Hacq, Sandrine hard at work on MSN and Skype, whilst I deal with Israeli clients, Indian music videos in the background. Tonight is Board Game Night, and the tension and excitement are rising...
Youth is wasted on the young, but the path to youth takes a whole life.


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