All bloggers must recall the excitement of losing their blog virginity. Well I am in that torrid moment right this minute. This is the start of what I hope will be a regular column (I know that is not the right blog word, but what is it?) written from France by me, Hugh Schofield, notes editor of the Champs-Elysees language course, journalist for various print and broadcast media, and long-term resident of this country with which I maintain a relationship that alternates between exasperation and adoration. Right now, adoration is in the ascendancy. I write this from my office overlooking a blossom-filled orchard a kilometre from the banks of the Loire near the wine town of Sancerre. What could be finer? The sun spills down, bird-song delights my ears, and the children are actually behaving. We have had this house for two years, and escape at every opportunity from the crush of Paris. A good moment to embark on the blog journey, which I trust will be long and full of varied experience. I shall write regularly (how regularly? dunno) about life in France from the point of view of a permanent exile -- also about French culture, politics and whatever takes my fancy. I am not brilliant on sport (except rugby -- my son Louis plays for PUC ...to be explained)but will do my best there too. Be warned though. Adoration may be the current mood. But exasperation is never far behind.