Today I left the Cogedim after six months of living with some of Lyon’s finest senior citizens.
Christened Golden Oldies HQ by an erstwhile colleague, it’s been fun bumping into neighbours who want to know how tall I am or who tell us off for being too young to live here.
It’s been a lovely first home in Lyon – even if U Express deliveries were a bit noisy first thing most mornings.
And here’s the last list of activities that we could have gone to but didn’t.
Thrown to (the) Lyon 