Sue: Good morning, France.Ici Londres !
Wendy: Hello, you.
S: I’ve been meaning to call you for ages.
W:So what happened?Me, too.
S: Anyway, thanks for texting me.
W: No worries. I wanted an update from the old country.
S: How’s it going down there? That’s what I want to know. You’ve been in France, what? A month?
W: Yeah. A bit more actually. And it’s nice. Remote. Very wild. Tiny village. Typical French cliché, really.
S: Sounds heavenly.
W: Yeah… Mostly it is.
S: Where are you again?
W:I can’t believe you don’t remember this! Do you not listen, or are you feigning disinterest to drive me insane?Um, down south. An hour north of Nice. In the mountains.
S: That’s it! I knew it was somewhere around there. So how are you spending your days?
W: Oh, you know… reading, walking, learning French…
S: God, I’m so jealous.
W: It’s a bit lonely sometimes. But mostly I’m loving it.
S: And Harry?
W: What about him?
S: Is he…? He’s not with you, is he?
W: Youknowhe isn’t, Sue. He’s at home. With the kids.
S: But Todd’s at university now, isn’t he?
W: Yeah, so with kids plural during holidays. And just Fiona during term time.
S: Are things between you still… difficult?
W: Um. Well, yeah, they are a bit. But I think the break is doing us good.
S: Still working through it all, then?
W: Something like that.Please stop talking about Harry.And you two?
S: Oh, we’re great. Perfect. Brilliant. And all thanks to you, of course!
W:Introducing you to each other is my one great regret.Ha!
S: No, seriously. I often think I should thank you more for introducing us. It changed everything really. D’you remember how miserable I was single?
W:And how happy I was?Well, you’re welcome. So what’s new otherwise?