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Instructions for Visitors
Published by Random House, 2002
ISBN 10: 0552999288ISBN 13: 9780552999281
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Paperback. Condition: Good. 251 pages. Cover wornIf you are lucky enough to find your pla ce, you should never actually live in it, never make it your home . And never live with the man you think you cannot live without.L e Village is a small town at the southwestern-most tip of France. Here a young Englishwoman fell in love with France, the French a nd one Frenchman in particular.In her seductive, lyrical and witt y memoir Helen Stevenson writes about life in Le Village, not as an expat, but as someone adopted by her neighbours as one of thei r own. By Stefan, the Maoist tennis fanatic, who lives off his lo ver in solidarity with the unemployed; by Gigi, the chic Parisian who dresses her ex-lovers' girlfriends from the stock of her exq uisite boutique; and by Luc, the crumpled cowboy painter and part -time dentist, who, overcoming an aversion to blondes, takes the Englishwoman up to his remote mas, shows her his paintings andtea ches her to ride.Describing the colour and light of the landscape with lyrical intensity, and savouring the languid and sexy flavo ur of the Mediterranean lifestyle, Helen Stevenson lays bare a ro mantic but potentially disastrous love affair with the man 'who s eems like the only man alive to me, the one with the halo round h is head in a crowd, if I should ever see him in a crowd'. INSTRUC TIONS FOR VISITORS may start as an objective guide for tenants ar riving at her village house, but it ends as a very personal revel ation of how difficult it can be to transplant oneself into someo ne else's country, someone else's culture, someone else's heart. .
