Hello, my name is Marie. I’ve just joined and thought I’d join in the fun. This is my first post. I’m newt othis sort of thing. Anyway, I want to share with your readers my new experiences with bartering and skill-swapping (I think that’s the correct term) A couple of months ago now I read a fascinating article in an expat French paper in which a young lady had her computer mended in exchange for a chocolate cake. A few days before I chanced on this article, I had paid a man 80 euros to fix my computer. At the time I didn’t think this to be an unreasonable sum to fork out for what I consider to be an essential householditem.. After all, I reasoned, the promised service was provided satisfactorily. Furthermore this man has to provide for his family. Having read the piece though, I began to wonder if I hadn’t been taken for a bit of a ride. It seems to me that every Tom, Dick and harry nowadays sees fit to pass himself off as a ‘computer expert’ and I wonder now whether a chocolate cake would not have been adequate enough recompense for his time. With this in mind I have now negotiated with a nice man from up north – Yorkshire, I think – to re-tile the stable block in exchange for a dundee cake ( he doesn’t like chocolate would you believe!) I’m also having a new kitchen and bathroom fitted for a tray of scones and a summer pudding. On top of this, a woman with impeccable taste has agreed to furnish the upholstery and matching curtains for our ‘sunny’ room for a pineapple upside-down cake. All in all, I applaud this new system of bartering and have to say that it’s working wonders for me. At the end of the day, whacked out after a couple of hours of baking, I can sit back with my useless husband, Albert, watching the sun set over the gatehouse, sipping a passable claret, and, if I wonder, ever so briefly, how these poor people manage to feed their families, I can always console myself with the thought that fair exchange is no robbery. Let them eat cake!