Monthly Archives: December 2025
Settling back 🇬🇧🇫🇷
Freshly home from Germany, the bed is blissful, the coffee is sacred—and the suitcase is still on holiday. Between lost luggage, administrative adventures, creative bursts and a medically questionable reliance on whisky, this is a gentle, humorous return to routine … Continue reading
Back to classics
Turn off the sleigh bells and tune into timeless brilliance. Read more.
The case of the vanishing cables bag 🇬🇧🇫🇷
After ten days on the road, a missing cable bag reappears, a docking station refuses to cooperate, and a perfectly good MacBook Air stages a silent rebellion. What follows is an afternoon of unplugging, replugging, and negotiating with modern technology—until, … Continue reading
Christmas in Germany
As our loyal luggage at long last staggered back from its impromptu European tour, battered, bemused, and improbably still containing Christmas presents (phew!). Delivered straight to our son’s house in Algermissen, this emotional reunion restored festive order, rescued dignity, and … Continue reading
The week that was 50/2025 🇬🇧🇫🇷
Life’s messy, unpredictable, and endlessly entertaining—and that’s exactly what my blog dives into. From chaotic weeks full of wine, wandering markets, and kitchen disasters to quiet victories and absurd little triumphs, I share the stories that make life funny, frustrating, … Continue reading
Giulietta 🇫🇷🇬🇧
Une photo, une Giulietta, et tout revient d’un coup : l’essence super, l’huile de ricin, Paris à deux dessus (interdit, bien sûr), et cette délicieuse impression d’être immortel. Un souvenir qui démarre au quart de tour, entre nostalgie joyeuse, vitesse … Continue reading
Knowing it all 🇬🇧
Think you know Genesis? Think again. Armed with Deezer, a dangerous amount of free time, and a healthy dose of musical humility, I dive headfirst into the entire Genesis discography—from prog-rock epics and costumed theatrics to stadium-filling pop hits—to discover … Continue reading
Dick Whittington 🇬🇧
Last night we travelled 20 km, crossed a linguistic border, laughed our way through an English pantomime in the middle of French vineyards… and discovered what might be the only truly undrinkable wine in the region. A full house, forgotten … Continue reading
