Renovation project - CPAM in France
I have now started to receive post, which is quite exciting, I get
post which isn't just bills, and I am actually translating most of it
myself (I have really been going at my Michel Thomas language course
I still swear at it quite often and at times want to punch the woman
on it, but it is helping overall!)
I have had my letter from CPAM (the health authority) asking me to
take in my photograph for my Carte Vitale! This means I am officially
in the French health system.
I take the photo’s (of which I am so unhappy, I look terrible
and this will last me forever!)
I hand them in to the worker at CPAM and ask when Johns card will
arrive, the lady only speaks French and uses more words than I know,
she explains that she does not speak any English and we should bring
a translator, we have never needed this before as we usually manage
with my French and a few words of English from the officials,
eventually she explains in broken English, that they are not allowed
to speak English any more because somebody mis understood and
complained, she shows us a new sign on the wall (in English)
explaining that all English people must arrange for a translator! I
can't believe it, one person has spoiled everything. Life is suddenly
going to get much more difficult!
But on a positive note I now have my Carte Vitale, well I will
when it arrives in the post.
The afternoon is spent on a more practical issue, we have realised
that when we have guests we only have
the dining tables and it would
not really be appropriate for us to sit and eat our meals there if
people are relaxing in the lounge.
So John builds another table for the kitchen, I actually prefer
this to all of the others, I have my kitchen dining room again, this
was one of my joys in the UK.