Evelyne & me

We dropped Elvis at kennels, and drove across the middle of France to Bourg en Bresse, where we checked into our hotel and headed out to a bar to meet up with Evelyne.
I first met her when we were 15, and her school did an exchange with mine. She stayed at my house one year and I stayed at hers the next, and we stayed in touch over the next 51 years. I often pop in if we are going past, and she came to stay at our house in France a few years ago on her way on holiday, but we have sometimes gone (during the busy times) years with just Christmas cards.
We weren’t matched because of any interests in common, but ended up both training and working as nurses all our lives, so that gave us lots in common, but since then she has had a lot of sadness and bad luck in her life. We talked about that, and also our children, grandchildren, siblings, and parents etc as we moved from the bar to a restaurant and then walked her home at the end of the evening.