You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence?
It’s entirely possible I was born on the wrong continent.
When I received my DNA test results I really thought it would show up that I was at least 50% French.
Unfortunately while there is a lot of Celt in my blood, and I can dream that perhaps those ancestors were from Brittany, I’m not French.
I do love croissants and Impressionist paintings and good wine and striped t-shirts …
C’est la vie!
