September 10: Ingredients of happiness

Silly, I know. He’s just a cat…

…and not a bottle of wine. I found this red-and-white tablecloth at a vide-grenier, and bought it for two reasons. 1) It’s so cliché (which makes me sound like my sister Lucy), and 2) the people selling it were the only people who didn’t have a tree or a parasol to protect them from full skin-sizzzzzling sun, so I didn’t even bargain…

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About Suellen Grealy

In 2011, a series of coincidences led my husband Joel, our cat Ted and me away from London, where we lived quite happily for 30 years, to Nice, where Joel grew up. While he and his sister ran their restaurant, I wrote a novel. Family being family, Joel and his sister no longer work together. Writing being writing, the novel lingers on... Meanwhile, we've found ways of living a completely different life from the one we had in London, including running our own restaurant together, 7 Villermont. The only constants are our Ted, our now-battered Peugeot, and each other. Everything else is a complete surprise
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