I dropped in to see my banker today. Given the recent economic melt-down, I was anxious to see if she had any rope burns on her neck. She didn't, or I couldn't detect any from my side of her desk. I checked the windows, but then realised that being on the ground floor, she'd probably not bother jumping out. In fact, she was very composed, up-beat and confident that my $50 investment portfolio would weather the crisis intact. Why I might even be able to lower my costs if I wanted to buy low...
I went paddling in calm waters, confident in the future and ready to make plans for another trip somewhere. I see there's to be a Rendez-vous in Bretagne next spring. Hmmm...
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