Remembering a special Good Friday
Three years ago I was living in Fitou in France during a period of decompression and introspection. The preceding autumn had been just…
Read MoreThree years ago I was living in Fitou in France during a period of decompression and introspection. The preceding autumn had been just…
Read MoreFood really gets me going. I enjoy eating it, cooking it, planning ways I will cook it, shopping for things I need to…
Read MoreRight now I am sitting in a bar. Sitting in a bar could mean many things, of course. I have occupied bars in…
Read MoreI stepped out onto the terrace last weekend and noticed two bees engaging in some coital flitting-about. Initially I thought it was the…
Read MoreLast year I felt obliged to share at least one criticism of the French, considering how much I wax lyrical about them and…
Read MoreWhen I left my village last spring the earth was just waking up and bursting from its winter shell. Shoots of bright green…
Read MoreMosquitos love me. From my earliest days they romped around me and delighted in my juices while ignoring the rest of my family….
Read MoreDo you have a special place? I have a special place but didn’t know that’s what it was until a few months ago,…
Read MoreA year ago today… Strictly speaking, Good Friday 2013 was more than a year ago because it’s the department store chains that set…
Read More(WARNING: While there are no pictures of animal slaughter in this post, detailed photos of an intact, dressed lamb carcass might nevertheless disturb…
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