The One About The Lights in Paris.....

When I was 7 my family (including my 5 year old sister and 4 month old brother) had to move to France because my dad's job got transferred over to La Defense, Paris.

Well a month or so before we were due to move we all had to go out to find a house to live in.  So we were booked into this quite fancy hotel in Versailles, with my parents having an adjoining room to the twin room my sister and I had.  I think it was the first time that we had all been abroad as a family (I can't remember going anywhere before that anyway!) I thought it was brilliant, our beds were made for us every day and a chocolate was left for us on our pillows, and we had a fancy bathroom with shiny taps and everything! (you've got to realise our bathroom at home was still set in the 60's with an aubergine suite, so shiny silver was different to us!)  Anyway one day my mum and I were in the bathroom (and because it was an ensuite there were no windows, and you had to have the light on to be able to see anything) I am going somewhere with this, honest! Anyway... we were in the bathroom, and mum had to pop to her bedroom to get something, so because I had finished in the bathroom and because my mum had trained me well, I turned the light off. When mum came back to finish what she was doing she asked me 'why did you turn the light off?' and my 7 year old response.... 'Because I wanted to save the battery!'  And for some reason that story has stuck with me more than the actual house visiting did!

So that's my first Story for Storytelling Sunday which I have found on Sian's blog here, (whose blog I'm loving to read by the way!) through BFS and which I believe happens the first Sunday of every month (please correct me if I'm wrong).

I got lots of scrapping done yesterday, and today I have been out with mum for Mothers Day, so will pop back tomorrow with pictures and details :)