I Freaking Won The French Job!!

If your dog’s ears perked up around midnight on the 23rd of May, apologies – it was probably me, even if you live in Western Australia..

At 11.05pm my phone chimed up from its perch on my knee and I placed my glass of merlot on the coffee table to pick it up. And I’m glad I did because the gorgeous Riedel would surely have been flung far across the room and smashed to smithereens as I read the numer’s area code – +41. Switzerland.

The voice on the other side was dainty and delightful as Katrin introduced herself. “It is Katrin from Maurice Lacroix, how are you?”

‘Hyperventalating’, ‘uber excited’, ‘freaking petrified’, ‘totally overanalyzing the tone in your voice’, would all have been completely accurate answers but perhaps not quite the portrait of the cool cucumber I wanted to give in response…

“Fine thanks, nice to hear from you.” was what I eventually squeaked out, sounding much like the mice in Cinderella.

“You’re not asleep I hope?” Katrin asked with a vocal smile and Swiss lilt.

“No no,” I replied, attempting to arrange my vocal chords in their natural alignment and cease my squeaky excitement, “just doing some writing.”

“Ah, well…”

an age passed before her next statement and I imprinted clench-fisted nail marks into the flesh of my left hand…

“I have exciting news for you…”

oh

my

God…

“We would like to invite you to be our English blogger for the French Job.”

In one fluid motion I smacked the mute button and screamed, wriggling with the nerdiest happy dance you’re ever likely to see (although thankfully I was alone at the time), reverberating the walls with the sound of resounding relief, and raucous, screaming revelry.

Oooh, she’s still on the phone…mute off.

“Oh my goodness!” I exclaimed at a nearly appropriate decible. “REALLY???!”

Katrin chuckled at my obviously overjoyed tone. “If you’d still like the job…”

“What? OF COURSE!” I mumbled out several sentences of utter apprecation, amazement and astonishment and eventually the conversation concluded with Katrin asking me to please keep mum about the priceless posting until the official announcement.

So there you go everyone; tweeters, facebookers, google plus-ers, pin-ers, linked in-ers and any other category-less onlookers – this is because of you. Your support, your time, your votes and your volume succeeded in securing me the experience of a lifetime.

And I cannot wait to share it with you.

I leave for Antibes on the 2nd of June…

My new residence...

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holy. f*ing. SH*T.

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