Thursday, July 12, 2007

Calm down, calm down.



It was just a joke.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

**!%^**!!??*?!!***

Words fail me...

Does he look sheepish or what ?

Sunday, July 08, 2007

**!? What the ...??!

Is this just too much, dahlings?

Friday, July 06, 2007

Don't get me started on this ......


I've seen dogs in handbags, dogs in supermarket trolleys (in the FOOD compartment!), dogs in bread shops, dogs on buses, dogs in the metro (and just let your mind linger on the consequences of that...), dogs in restaurants attacking passing ankles from their hideout under the table but this was the one that did it.

She was sharing her food with it.

The dog is wearing a pearl necklace.

Would you like to sit on that barstool next?

Thursday, July 05, 2007

Where do all the colours go?

This is the walk from the carpark to the market at Mèze. I can't tell you how different it is from my habitual walk to the market.


We're are just back from a fabulous week's holiday near Pézenas in Languedoc with friends. I was hoping for unseasonably cool weather and , by George, she got it! There was always a breeze but, when it did get hot, I had ways and means to keep out of the sun.
Our accommodation was on a wine-growing estate, now largely grubbed up as no longer a viable economic concern, and we were in one of the three newly renovated farm buildings. It was a treat for the eyes. Colours, flowers, birds, butterflies, Templar castles .... I am used to the greys and beiges of Paris and these wonderful sights were astonishing. No wonder Vincent went barmy after the grim skies of the Belgian coalmines.

We spent an enchanting hour/half hour? at this old cornmill next to a Roman bridge. There was silence, fishing, frequent flypasts by kingfishers and even a graceful passage of a blindingly white egret. Magical.


Back in Paris, and it hasn't stopped raining but that's fine. Sluice those pavements !

Monday, July 02, 2007

A nice bit of wrought iron.





There's nothing the French like more than a nice bit of wrought iron and I must admit that I'm a bit of a fan too. Roccoco overload is all right by me. This is the best example I have ever seen: fluid, elegant and functional. No way is anyone going to climb round or over this little lot.

If you go to see the film about Molière, you will recognise this.