French Leave: An Irishwoman's Adventures in Normandy
โ Scribed by Ryan, Liz
- Book ID
- 109688552
- Publisher
- Liberties Press
- Year
- 2013
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 193 KB
- Category
- Fiction
- ISBN-13
- 9781909718104
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โฆ Synopsis
It was when she realised she was spending twelve hours a week and five thousand euro a year commuting to work that Liz Ryan began to question how great life in boom-time Ireland really was ย and reached a decision the day an enraged biker hurled a helmet at her windscreen. So she quit her job, sold her house and moved to a remote hamlet in coastal Normandy. Thus begins her French adventure, in which she gets picked up by the police, discovers the mixed pleasures of French homeownership ย flooded basements, grim neighbours, surreal phone companies, busybody mayors ย and embraces the challenges of creating a new life in a new country. Liz hilariously charts her gradual immersion into village life, the setbacks and the joys, the local political intrigue, the Gallic shrug and that famous French bureaucracy ย and paradoxical French attitudes to food, politics, sport, dating, and shopping on the grand scale. But like any expat, even as she revels in new pleasures she...
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