Returning To A Pine-Scented House

Preparations for Christmas are the most important item on the agenda at the moment, so I’m afraid I haven’t got any time to spare for writing, but I will just say that I’m back from Paris with a head full of ideas for blog posts and a suitcase full of interesting samples. Actually, I must count how many vials I accumulated: the SAs were being so generous, I stopped keeping track after I reached about forty…

Mind you, the trip didn’t get off to an auspicious start. Our drive down from Calais was the stuff of nightmares: I now know what it’s like to have a massive DHL truck on your left, a Spanish olive oil truck on your right and a Polish kielbasa truck behind you, with their drivers honking and flashing their lights because they don’t consider 60 miles an hour to be a high enough speed at 1 am on a pitch black road that’s covered in a thick crust of ice. Not an experience I’d care to repeat.

I’ll write more about our escapade in the days and weeks to come, but for now, I’d like to send wishes of peace, joy and happiness to all of you who celebrate Christmas. Enjoy the feasting!

Persolaise.