Every journey has its final chapter. Some departures are expected, others arrive with a quiet sense of inevitability. Goodbye, Farewell and Amen is a reflection on endings, memories, and the moments that remind us that moving on is sometimes the hardest—and most necessary—part of the story.
Chaos, strategy, breathtaking overtakes and championship twists—Interlagos delivered six unforgettable hours of endurance racing. Who mastered the heat, who cracked under pressure, and what does it all mean for the title fight?
How do you sum up a week that includes summer markets, everyday observations, a few chuckles, and the little moments that make life in the South so enjoyable?
Summer isn’t a season. It’s figs, almonds and good stories.
No recap for ten days, but the sky’s still keeping its schedule better than I am.
The real heatwave isn’t outside—it’s on the evening news.
Sold the car, kept the calendar on paper, and somehow squeezed a birthday, Le Mans, a nougat-fueled family reunion, and the season’s first proper beach days into 30 short days — June went out swinging, and July’s already raising a glass to top it. Click in for the full, slightly sunburnt recap.
What do you do when it’s 40°C in Carcassonne, your best friends are visiting, the pool is warm, the peaches are perfect, and the only responsible decision you make all week is going to bed before 3am — and even that one fails? You write about it, apparently.
Netflix and I have a complicated relationship. I resent the endless scrolling, the autoplay trailers, and the algorithmic nudges toward shows I will never watch. But last week, Netflix did something I grudgingly have to admire: it quietly uploaded the entire James Bond back catalogue. All 25 films. And so began the most productive week of my retirement — binge-watching 007 in strict chronological order, from Connery’s first raised eyebrow in 1962 to Craig’s final bow in 2021. I have opinions. Strong ones. And a spreadsheet.
