Month: October 2018

(title of an old Rowan Atkinson song)

I’m almost embarrassed to mention it after all this time, but you can make comments on this blog via your smart phone. Just tap on the title

Phew! Almost ordered la présidente de la république for dessert! Luckily the waiter figured out my pronunciation before anything awkward occurred.

You’re not fooling anyone, you know, Mr hotel man. It’s obvious you’re just too cheap to spring for two pumps.

42 kms, hilly. Another nearly perfect day, only slightly marred by hayfever that lasted all day (only a fellow sufferer can understand what

The Niçoise are very proud of their Italian heritage – every second

First day of our cycling trip around the Luberon. 42 kms across the

A photo just to show that I was at the conference I said I was at. That’s me on the right in front of the lady chewing her fingernails. Not sure what was being presented here but it was obviously enthralling.

Not everything is wonderful in French society. An over reliance on horoscopes, atrocities in the colonies, and an enduring belief that mime is an art form are things that spring to mind.

What is the point in this feature, impressive though it is? Apart from frightening unwary family members? Frankly they’d be better off trying to ensure their plugs drained properly.