Anyway - we were there because the French Boyfriend's grandparents live there, and were celebrating various birthdays en famille, so we spent lots of time with FB's relations. And actually that was perfectly nice. It made me realise how well my French has come on - a year ago it would've been absolute purgatory. And then there were a few moments round the edges when we (FB and moi) could be alone together, pretending to be properly on holiday.
But now I'm back. And back to work.