what a gorgeous day

What a gorgeous day. I can't believe it is October. I remember the day I first left the UK, when I was 19. It was miserable, rain, sleet, the usual thing for the UK in October. When I arrived in Marseilles it was gorgeous, the sun was shining, palm trees were swaying, well guess what, today, the sun was shining, the palm trees were swaying, its not the South of France, but its the next best thing. The sky was perriwinkle blue, not a cloud in sight, and we played tennis all morning. Then in the afternoon I met my friend Ann and we went to see W. I recommend it. Four gliomas. I continue to work on preparing for my move, getting quotes on insurance, moving money around, getting boxes, etc. I can't really believe I am going to move again, but I guess I had better start packing.