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The week that was 49/2025 🇬🇧🇫🇷
December kicked off with a bruised rib, nightly pilgrimages to the Christmas market, enough mulled wine to forget the pain, and one unforgettable cassoulet eaten under the bittersweet news that my favourite restaurant is soon closing. If you enjoy laughter-through-the-winces, … Continue reading
A yearly tradition 🇫🇷🇬🇧
Every year in early December, our quiet corner of Occitanie suddenly fills with Spanish laughter, overflowing shopping carts, and enough Catalan energy to power Carcassonne’s Christmas lights — all thanks to a holiday most French people forget exists. Why exactly … Continue reading
Paris rules the world (again) 🇬🇧🇫🇷
Paris has just been crowned the world’s best city for the fifth year in a row — but of course! — while London politely shuffles backward in the rankings. With a dose of French pride, a few well-aimed jabs, and … Continue reading
An early case of Christmas fever 🇬🇧
Christmas seems to have ambushed me early this year—blame the sudden cold, the town’s over-enthusiastic lights visible from space, or the shops that think I came in for Santa mugs instead of water glasses. With the First Advent still days … Continue reading
Posted in Daily life, Seasonal musings
Tagged * Christmas, 70s music, Advent, Blog Life, Christmas Lights, Christmas Markets, cold weather, Early Christmas Feeling, Everyday Adventures, Festive Atmosphere, Heart 70, Humour, Seasonal Mood, Shopping, Town Decorations, Water Glasses (yes, why not), Winter
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The missing turkey 🇫🇷🇬🇧
Start your day with my daily dose of chaos, coffee and comedy: from misbehaving cars to disappearing turkeys, nostalgic mornings, wild errands, creative struggles and the small triumphs that keep life entertaining. One click, one laugh — bienvenue dans mon … Continue reading
The week that was 47/2025 🇬🇧🇫🇷
Winter barged in like an uninvited guest this week, the Tramontane tried to blow me into Spain, and my monthly injection needle seems to be training for a bodybuilding contest — but between a divine Tartiflette in Ortaffa, a nostalgia-packed … Continue reading