It’s been a stressful week. Ok, so it may not have looked spectacularly stressful from where you were standing, if you happened to be the waitress in the Coup de Coeur (an excellent cafe thirty minutes amble from my apartment) who has had the pleasure of serving me at least five time since Sunday. Incidentally, that journey used to take twenty minutes, but some well-meaning citizen decided to string barbed-wire...
Deborah Jane Willimott is a freelance writer who escaped to the snowy promise of the French Alps a few years ago after London destroyed her sanity and her credit rating. She regularly contributes to various websites and British womens glossies including Cosmo and Glamour but despite these grown-up pursuits is primarily a thirty year old still working part-time in a cafe, renting a room the size of a chest freezer and attempting to write amusing and entertaining content for popular consumption. She writes a daily blog at http://theweemo.wordpress.com/ And shes working on a novel. Of course.