Francophile story


The Moment I Knew I Was A Francophile

You’ll probably think I’m slightly bonkers when you read this. But I knew I was a francophile before I knew what a francophile was.  Mmhmm. I know. That makes no sense at all.  I was in my late twenties and, at the time, working in retail banking. An elegant woman had sauntered into our Williamstown […]

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