In a matter of weeks, myself and my children are moving to France. Am I in a mad panic? In a rage of activity and list-making? In floods of tears and sleepless nights?

Strangely and, increasingly worryingly,no, I am not!

It’s as if I am untouched by the whole experience and as if it’s happening to someone else. I’m not sure if I have just gone on shut-down but I seem unable to even think about what I need to be thinking about!  After 2 years of planning and research, I am stunned into inactivity.

Is this normal, I wonder? I have managed to start the ball rolling with renewing The Boys passport, but as far as organising anything else I am, well, apparantly unable.

I am waiting for the bolt of lightning that will jolt me into action….please, let it be soon!

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