I had cause to find a doctor during the week, so I put our address into Google maps and searched nearby for a 'médecin généraliste' (I think that's how you spell it). The surrounding neighbourhood is awash with doctors so I patiently went through each in turn looking for someone that took my fancy, though I had no idea how to tell one from another except that some were actually psychiatrists (not needed, yet) or therapists of one sort or another (ditto). I found a doctor nearby and phoned only to be completely stumped by an answerphone message that was relayed at machine gun speed. I hung up none the wiser. Eventually I located a doctor with the delightful name of Charlotte de Rochbrune (nice picture too) and what's more, I could book an appointment online! What a brilliant idea! So much easier on the blood pressure than trying to get through to a surgery. She turned out to be charming and business like and, I hope, good at her job. Apparently I may have gallstones - a punishment for all that butter and cream!
Another clever idea that came to fruition this week was the showdown with Jean at the language school. Khem and I delivered our prepared speech and low and behold, we talked the whole 2 hours and now have a list of topics we will be discussing.
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