Home and Away and Why I Travel: Guess What?
Want to play a guessing game? I’m easing gradually off my couch, away from the box of kleenexes and the packet of cough drops, moving slowly into the year. Some stock-taking is in order (I…
View PostWant to play a guessing game? I’m easing gradually off my couch, away from the box of kleenexes and the packet of cough drops, moving slowly into the year. Some stock-taking is in order (I…
View PostA few years ago, as I posted much earlier, we were pointed to St. Pierre church in Montmartre by a lovely woman dining right next to us in a tiny Paris restaurant. One of the oldest…
View PostWe have been plunged so completely and wonderfully and satisfyingly and exhaustingly back into family life in our new home that I’ve scarcely had a moment to think about my ten weeks away. Yet as…
View PostJetlag still has its cruel hooks in me — at least, I feel fine except that I haven’t yet slept more than three hours at a time since Friday night. Our travel home was uneventful,…
View PostAgain, thanks for the wonderful, encouraging, supportive comments in response to my last two posts. I intend to answer each one individually, but Pater and I are savouring our last precious days in Paris now,…
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