Trip to a pretty village in the hills above St. …
It is wonderful to be back here in France. September is one of my favourite months. The soft scents and sounds of mellow fruitfulness. The grapes have been harvested. The…
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A trip down Bond Street
It was a lovely bright sunny Autumn morning as I took a stroll down Bond Street ogling all the designer windows as I went. Here are a few examples. Unfortunately…
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Then I shall wear purple
WHEN I AM AN OLD WOMAN I SHALL WEAR PURPLE With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me. And I shall spend my pension on brandy…
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The joy of spending time with old friends
What I mean to say here is longstanding friends rather than old in chronological years although these days the two may well be the same thing. When you have known…
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More on the Olympics – What an experience!
What an amazing experience. I still have to keep pinching myself to remind myself that I was there to witness the fastest man in the world win the 100 metres…
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