It's not actually, unless the world does end very shortly indeed, in which case it will be so for me.
It's actually called the Librairie des Alpes and is one of those half cute half sad little places. You always wonder how they manage to make covers meet, never mind make a living, as no-one ever seems to go in or out.
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So, it's now officially the 21st of the 12th month of 2012, here in France at least, and so far, so good the internet connection, which has to be a good sign.
For those of you reading this many moons from now, the world was once again supposed to end, this time according to a Mayan calender which ended, errr, now.
My favourite cartoon was of someone asking a Mayan calendar maker if he fancied a tequila, to which he responds, well, I shouldn't but I guess if I don't finish this it won't be the end of the world.
We shall see, or rather, we are seeing, and that shall be my last post on the matter, at least until the next meltdown. Think I'll get a book on mountaineering or something - I'm sure the end of the world will take a while to get up there with a bit of luck.
And why not...