Friends!
Is there anybody reading this who was in Aberystwyth 1999? If so you will no doubt have spent billions of hours not studying, but playing the hallowed game of Rummikub. 
I have restarted the tradition! Hurahh I hear you cry!
This is Jean-Aime and Miriam and my loosing tiles. 
Today after the service we had another JEEP. It’s getting more fun as we get to know each other better. My throat is hurting after laughing so much!
I listen intently as Edith tells how she drank bleach as a child…?!
Francis and Nicolas find Bruno’s chicken impression amusing.
Tomorrow I drive little Fifi to Dijon for a national Pastor’s meeting. Still not quite sussed out why I’m going. But I’m going to pack as many pink clothes as I can, twirl my hair while listening to talks and put all the toilet seats down. 
