Just starting my six hour train journey to Brussels. It’s a TGV so it must be a long way to Belgium. I’m travelling in a backwards facing seat

OK, it’s official: I’m losing my mind. I was here in Montpellier 2 1/2 years ago. Here is photographic proof:

These two full sized photos greet you as you walk into the

A weekend dedicated to a last ditch effort to improve my thrombectomy numbers. Spent the entire weekend stuck in my tiny

I was being particularly culturally sensitive yesterday by not going into work. Apparently it is a tradition here in France not to work a Friday if the Thursday is a public holiday. In the morning I went on a 30k bike

Dear (insert name here), Thank you so much for your hospitality in allowing my daughters to attend the party that you are allowing your child to have at your house

I have reached the inescapable conclusion that the French have infinitely distensible bladders, and also the bowel control of a drug mule

Turns out the first of November is a holiday over here. All Saints Day/All Hallows Day/La Dia De Los Muertos or some combination of the above.

Very sorry to hear that Harry and Megan have already left NZ. I think if Harry and I had had a chance to chat I could have bonded with him over

Went in to the hospital overnight for a potential thrombectomy which didn’t happen because the patient got better en route from Perpignan.