Tina Malcolm

Helloooooo… Well… we’re settling into the new home quite nicely. The garden though? Daunting doesn’t even cover it. But the area… absolutely breathtaking. Capital B. This week I’ve mostly been tending to the seedlings I planted back in March — and I’m very pleased to say… they’ve actually sprouted. Whoop for me. Small wins. We will take those. Tomatoes, chillies, melons, oragano, sunflowers, strawberries, rocket, and I have another 38 plants coming next week, I had better get a wiggle on and...

Yep, it was just one of those weekends. The sun was still shining, so out came the picnic basket and the bikes. No big plans. No “let’s go here” or “let’s do that.” Just the three of us — me, my husband and our boy — bikes, food, and off we went. Living in France has this way of making even the smallest things feel like something. You don’t have to go far. You just… go. Down a lane, past a field, through a bit of woodland, and suddenly you’re somewhere that feels like a proper day out. This...

We left the château on September 25th, 2018. Our wedding anniversary. I know. Symbolism. Perfect. I’d had my son in March 2017, and almost overnight, the boss turned on me. Not my husband. Just me. Ruthless little digs. Constant criticism. Subtle. Icy. Everything I did was suddenly wrong. And the worst part? I was loyal. The most loyal. If I’d known then about harassment laws in contract law, I would have got advice. Proper advice. Because what she really wanted was for us to give notice so...