The Lion Speaks Tonight
A few months ago my brother Toby went back to prison for the first time since his inaugural stint circa 2010. I was in Paris at the time and Mum was left to figure out what was happening and why, though we never really got any answers and, to be
The final weeks of July were among the hardest of my life, emotionally speaking. It's all very boring and I only write it here to explain that I have had nothing else to think or write about on account of how all-consuming that fortnight was. Apologies. It
On the first full day of our beach holiday at Andernos-les-Bains, west of Bordeaux and some 630km southwest of Paris, the non-bike faring people among our number hired some cycles and joined the committed velo lifers on a trek out of town. The day was still and
Each year, on the summer solstice, Paris and most of France becomes what is essentially the world's largest outdoor party for Fête de la Musique. Bistros, restaurants, cafes and sundry businesses saturate the air with live music, DJs, bands, drummers and cabaret singers and, in the capital at