Since i've known about my 'trouble' with the bank, i've been 'humming and hahing' about what to do about getting my new bankers card - my bank really is in the middle of nowhere.

Apart from managing to liberate myself from work, the real issue was how i could get to the village that i'd called home during my first six months in france.

Especially now that i'm living on the other side of Paris and i have to rely on my ex's car - luckily for me she is a very good egg.

MissusBossWoman has known about my worries since the start of the episode and has been very supportive and discreet ("you should ask for an advance from the company to tide you over")

On monday morning i said to her that i'd need to take a day off to get things sorted out and she said "No worries" - i arranged to take today off, blocked my agenda with the catch all phrase "OUT" and that was it.

Except ...

MissusBossWoman has gone to Italy to see her parents and has left BoyIdiot to hold the fort.

BoyIdiot who isn't aware of anything.

Cue a frantic call at about 9.30 this morning :

"Do you intend coming to work today ? I know the boss is off, but all the same ...", said he trying to adopt his bestest and sternest tone.

"No, i've got a day off - the boss knows all about it and my agenda is blocked off" *the noise of pages being turned over rapidly*

"but, but but ... nobody told me anything ... "

"I told on wednesday morning that i was o.u.t today ....."

"But, but, but ... heuuuu ... so you're not in today then ?", he interrupted

"No"

"heuuuuuuu ... ok..." *click bzzzzzzzzzzzz*

I left home at about 10 this morning and arrived at the bank for midday - there now follows, evidently, french countryside pictures taken from a speeding car - doing about 130kmh on empty roads :@)

*click on the image to see better detail*