It’s A Celebration…!

This week, Charlotte visits me here in French France and, as it happens to coincide with the anniversaire of the day I was born, she takes me to La Rochelle, on the West Coast, to celebrate. It is an opportunity for us to remember several missed personal milestones due not only to the unusually largeContinue reading “It’s A Celebration…!”

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…”

Through the Square Window…

All of us who are of a certain age in the UK will recall a daily television programme that took us all on a journey from the starting point of a shaped window. Not always square, but always a window that started off blurred and opaque which then cleared to reveal the intended story. OneContinue reading “Through the Square Window…”

On Having a Plan

You’ve got to have a plan. An idea. A goal. Something you want to achieve in life. Charlotte and I have had a five year plan. We all know that the best laid plans of mice and men don’t always come to fruition and there are often setbacks along the way. Many people questioned ourContinue reading “On Having a Plan”

On Taking A Chance…

We can all lay claim to taking chance decisions in life that, in retrospect, have been less than wise. Not one to hide in a cave lamenting my failings in private, I confess to many times acting in a manner that would raise an eyebrow or two from those who purport to know better, whoContinue reading “On Taking A Chance…”

Why me…?

On a week that has witnessed the most privileged among us discussing the lack of fairness in one’s life, I’ve woken today with a shout of agony as my back has decided for some reason to not play ball, contracting the lower muscles into an agonising, screaming knot of pain and discomfort.  “You’ve retired” IContinue reading “Why me…?”

Full Circle…

People often say when returning to their native shores from having attempted to emigrate is that the reason they feel they have had to come back to their home country was their failure to understand the language. They didn’t feel at home. They failed to integrate with the community. They didn’t ‘belong’. Now apparently, forContinue reading “Full Circle…”

2 Weeks In…

After 14 days of howling gales and storms that would put English weather to shame, I turned to look through the salon window and shouted “will you please give it a rest” to which the weather gods, in their ivory towers, said a resolute “Non”. Two weeks of struggling to and from the barn, ladenContinue reading “2 Weeks In…”