My children had grown up in France, and I was worried about whether they would ever speak English. Then, with two words, all my fears vanished
Christmas 2003 will always live in my memory as the Christmas that turned me off all Christmases, for ever. Almost.
We were living then, as now, in Paris, and decided in a moment of madness to undertake a fortnight-long UK tour to showcase our recently recorded greatest hits, namely our son, then nearly three, and our daughter, then seven months.
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