New year, Nouveau Jessica!
If you’d asked Jessica a year ago, she would have told you that her life was pretty near perfect. But one year – and one very messy divorce – later, she’s not so sure. Which is how she found herself boarding a plane to the south of France, determined to put her past behind her… preferably via some deliciously chilled rosé.
Meeting a new man was never part of the plan. Yet when she meets Nino, her new neighbour’s impossibly sexy nephew, steering clear of romance seems easier said than done. Suddenly, Jessica finds herself right back where she started: with her heart on the line. But now she’s made a new start, perhaps it’s time for Jessica to throw caution to the wind, take a few risks… and learn to regrette rien!
I’m Virtually Yours
You Had Me at Bonjour
Jennifer Bohnet
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JENNIFER BOHNET
is a West Country girl now living in the wilds of rural Brittany, France. She’s still not sure how she ended up there! The saying ‘Life is what happens while you’re deciding what to do’ is certainly true in her case. She’s always written alongside having various jobs: playgroup leader, bookseller, landlady, restaurateur, farmer’s wife, secretary/p,a. – the list is endless, but does provide a rich vein of inspiration for her stories.
For three years she wrote a newspaper column in The South Hams Group of Newspapers (Devon) where she took a wry look at family life. Since living in France, it is her fiction that has taken off – with hundreds of short stories and several serials published internationally.
Allergic to housework and gardening, she rarely does either but she does like cooking and entertaining and wandering around vide greniers (the French equivalent of flea markets) looking for a bargain or two. Her children currently live in fear of her turning into an ageing hippy and moving to Totnes.
To find out more about Jennifer visit her website:
http://goo.gl/xviqQp
or chat to her on Twitter: @jenniewriter
To Jenny Saville-Sneath a much missed friend who, when we ran away to France, introduced us to a life très different.
To anyone dreaming of changing their life - I say Go Live the Dream!
Contents
Antibes Juan-les-Pins.
I’m forty-two years old and I’ve run away from home. There. I’ve written it down so there’s no denying it. It’s the honest truth behind the falsely cheerful announcement I made to friends and family before Christmas. “I’m having a belated gap year. Such fun.” Running away though, is actually my default position for coping with the hell of the past months.
At least I hope I’m going to cope, and that’s what this blog is really all about. Keeping this diary is my way of getting all the angst out of my system - apparently this method is highly respected and much recommended by psychologists everywhere. Write down the angst and let it all hang out.
Does writing a private blog count as a diary? Because that’s what I’m planning to do. Not expecting anyone to read it. Just want to write it all out of my system. Not committed to paper obviously as I’m