WELCOME TO NANCY!

3 Sept 1983:

I went from my French Grand-parents in Normandy to Nancy by train. My new boss, J-L R met me on the platform, with a loud "I'll not shake your hand, it's not a British habit and spreads germs". weeks later (I was a bit turbulent but worked hard) , although I was 22, he wrote to my parents to get them to pursuade me to end the 'exile' (in my own Country!). They replied saying they trusted me to decide for myself. So, I'm still working in France 30 years on. I even met nice people in Nancy!