Skeletons or Salvation…?

It has been said that anything other than sliding sideways into heaven with a used up and worn out body, shouting to St. Peter on the way past, “Cheers old chap, that was a blast!” is a waste of a life!  Also, that if you’ve made enemies, then at least you’ve stood up for something,Continue reading “Skeletons or Salvation…?”

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…”

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…”

Black Boot Bashing

Following the Moroccan Atlas Mountain debacle in February 2018, Charlotte and I beat a retreat back to England. Today, two years later, I pulled my dusty boots off the shelf and gave them a thorough inspection as, with restrictions imminently being lifted, our home in France might finally be accessible to us and I willContinue reading “Black Boot Bashing”