Wooohooo

Three weeks to go until Christmas and I'm looking forward to seeing all of you again. In the meantime I'm worried that customs might give me a hard time at the airport for alleged DVD smuggling. My collection really catches on and I've fallen in love with new directors: Herzog and Lynch are the ones who fascinate me most at the moment.
School is fine, my pupils actually showed up last week, apart from one who had a good reason not to come, since his granddad died the night before. One pupil even asked me to do three extra sessions with her because she will retake her AS in January.
Thomas has invited us for another tartiflette tonight and Sandra and I plan on getting drunk big time. I'll go and buy a bottle of vodka and hope it won't survive the night. We have every reason to get drunk: Ben's parents have just left after a week's visit in which Sandra had to entertain them (including getting up at 5 am today to drop them off at the airport), and Thomas will go back to France on Monday, because he has to take exams and will only be back at the beginning of January. Therefore we have to drink to his health, good luck, Christmas, New Year's Eve, etc.