Where have you been? I eye my three-year-old inquisitor with mute suspicion. His reply is a broad smile, which I scrutinise for the slightest trace of irony. I have been accepted! In the eyes of a Russian toddler at least, I am now part of the family! Birthdays and Bed Sheets.

It felt strange embarking on a journey with night setting in, used as I am to trips b. Andrei even gave us a lift back into town on that first day, though the lack of seatbelts in his car and his. After exploring the park, we had a look round a wing o.

Writings on experiences abroad in Russia and France,. I was sitting on my bed on one quiet, balmy night in Perpignan checking some emails, looking into plans for the summer. when a series of yelps and roars sound from the end of the corridor. A moment later, opera starts echoing from below in chorus to a clatter of pots and pans. Welcome to a Thursday night in my new apartment. I feel thoroughly adopted by this wonderful, wacky household.

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