One day at the age of 33 I shocked many people (including myself) when I suddenly quit my job as a BBC journalist and moved to a country where I don’t speak the language, with a man I’d been going out with for five months and no job except some vague ideas about freelance writing. Within the space of 10 days I went from breaking news to breaking out in a sweat doing rustic manual labour – and so earning my tongue-in-cheek nickname RustiKatie. Since then I’ve been getting under the skin of France – settling into rural life in the Dordogne, travelling the country, meeting the people, setting up a publishing business, moving to the Alps, learning to ski and organising my wedding here! I’m constantly surprised by France and the things I get up to here, so I thought I’d share some of my observations on life and the places I’ve visited in this blog. I hope you enjoy it.