Even Roses Have Thorns…

Today was to be an up and at ’em type day. Things to do, places to go. After so many weeks of rain and grey skies, today dawned bright and sunny.  There has been precious little point in shutting the curtains as I go to bed as dusk turns to dark and then rise whenContinue reading “Even Roses Have Thorns…”

Hold On…

Well, that was the week that was. Charlotte has been with me for 10 days here in French France and now has returned to the UK in time to watch the Euro footie final. Not that that was specifically the reason for her to fly back but, just as time waits for no man, inContinue reading “Hold On…”

To repurpose, or not, that is the question…

Yes, your veritable howls of derision were heard this far south in French France when I casually displayed my penchant for repurposing items that were no longer of use. On arrival here last December, one of my first tasks was to remove from the wall in the Gatehouse an offending cooker extractor hood that wouldContinue reading “To repurpose, or not, that is the question…”

No Makeup, No Problem…

I decided not to wear makeup today. Now to many of you, that might be a shock. But along with the high (something for the weekend sir?) heels and the lacy whatevers, today was a day for getting down and dirty. So it was to be no makeup, but instead, jeans with a t-shirt comboContinue reading “No Makeup, No Problem…”

On being liberal…with a small L

“Laser 558, broadcasting live from the North Sea, where the music is only a minute away…”  A classic strapline from the Laser pirate radio station that competed with Radio Caroline during the early 1980’s, when broadcasting music to eager listeners from ships moored in international waters near the Thames Estuary was the height of livingContinue reading “On being liberal…with a small L”

Life in French France…

I had a shower today.This shouldn’t come as a surprise to anybody, but I’m sure there will be one or two of you who are immediately thinking “well doesn’t he shower every day?”You’re right, unless flying around the world long distance, being cooped up on an aeroplane en route say from London to Kuala Lumpur,Continue reading “Life in French France…”

Give Us A Sign…

How many times do we ask the universe, God, or life in general for a sign? A sign to show us what to do, where to go, who to see, who not to see, what to buy, or even give away?  All of us at some point will have looked back with that wonderful giftContinue reading “Give Us A Sign…”

On Giving Freely…

An ancient historical text is littered with references to charity, extolling the virtues of giving to others. If read as a blueprint for our happy co-existence, the second part of the whole group of manuscripts could be viewed as an instruction that success can only be achieved by the outpouring of love from one toContinue reading “On Giving Freely…”

Letting Go…

The ground is hot to sit on. Even the scorched grass gives little comfort and the summer haze shimmers as the temperature nudges 30 degrees. It’s hot. Stiflingly so. Wicker hampers, disgorging chilled champagne, wine and lashings of ginger beer, do little to take the edge of, what is looking like, a sweltering and chart-topping-since-records-began,Continue reading “Letting Go…”

Concerning Nut Milk…

In an attempt to maintain my racing snake figure, Charlotte has decreed that I should change my intake from less of the bad stuff to comestibles of more nutritional value. And move more. Chocolate, being a plant and, by default, of vegetable origin, it somehow doesn’t count as one of my five a day andContinue reading “Concerning Nut Milk…”