It was time to leave France. The sight of small villages in other countries never ceases to thrill me - their character, their age, their doorways, chimneys, backyards. I always picture the folk going about their daily lives within them. From our train window, northern France whizzed by. I would ... READ the POST

Let's see what I can find to tell you about the rest of our recent trip to Europe and South Africa. In my last blog, we were about to head to The Somme and Villers Bretonneux. We had been staying in an apartment on The Right Bank - the twelfth arrondissement for three days, enduring the ... READ the POST

Below is the blog I wrote at the end of last month but was unable to post from my phone. Hello readers. I am writing this from Narbonne railway station in the south of France, as we wait for our train back to Paris - a five hour journey (at 280 - 300km/hr.). As seems normal when travelling ... READ the POST

On this beautiful, soft, autumn day, I am thankful for the recent rain we have had - just one day of it, and not a lot, but the dust storms are over and new grass peeping through. As you know, music is one of my greatest loves, and for the last couple of days, I have been discovering some new. I ... READ the POST

I'm on quite a different tack this time. I have a bee in my bonnet, around politics. Back in the fifties and sixties, in my time of growing up and being molded, one rule around social graces was that there were three things never to be discussed socially. They were religion, politics and sex. And ... READ the POST

Hello dear readers, Since my last post, we have spent a glorious week in a shack on Mundoo Channel, Hindmarsh Island. I have written of this shack elsewhere, but let me tell you it is the sweetest little place. A stone's throw from the water's edge, it has its own small jetty, where our secured ... READ the POST