Gypsies
Today we walked. Uphill to a Chatelard Castle, downhill through back streets and fields and uphill again to the ritzy part of town (around Chateau… Read More »Gypsies
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Catch up
Di’s pumping out pics on WhatsApp quicker than I can blog, and most of my best photos are Di’s. This is not to be borne.… Read More »Catch up
Snow
In the cold twilight, tiny pin pricks of gold emerge on the far edge of the lake dwarfed by the vast bulk of the mountains… Read More »Snow
Books
Bookshops are the reader’s alladin’s cave, are they not? We head for Abbey Books this morning and find it in the gentle Paris rain in… Read More »Books
Notre Dame
It’s a tragedy that we lose our arses as we age. It’s not the worst age-related affliction to be sure, but a disappointment nonetheless. Jeans… Read More »Notre Dame
Thousands gather to watch….
Yesterday Today “Hey Honey, which towel is yours, the left or the right?” “Mine’s the one in the middle”, came the reply. And so it… Read More »Thousands gather to watch….
Ah Paris, sous la pluie
Yesterday Today Di knitted a Dickie. She thinks, given I’ve been feeling the cold, that I need a dickie, but bigger than hers, so Di’s… Read More »Ah Paris, sous la pluie
Hot and Cold
This is just fun, day 3 of 180. Yesterday wasn’t. Five degrees, ‘feels like minus two’, raining, proper rain, not yesterday’s try-hard mizzle, blowing and… Read More »Hot and Cold
Yenda’s legend lives on
Jesus mentioned something about not putting new wine into old wineskins, and I so get it. Four times I awoke last night, the old skin… Read More »Yenda’s legend lives on
Hope this works
Precis After what must be a year’s planning, inevitably, we departed the Treehouse in a flustered rush, our plans of a leisurely Davies Market breakfast… Read More »Hope this works