Reasons to go North

This week will be remembered for the weather. Even on the southern edge of Cumbria my village was cut off by flooding. Houses no...

Breakfast in Montmartre. It was I remembered. Though my paper blog from my 19th year also reminds me it was summer with pictures of...

Staying in the left bank Latin Quarter another easy morning stroll to St Germain, where J P Sartre and Samuel Beckett once lingered. Now...

Never again will I look at Degas ballerinas eyes and imagine innocence. Learning that for the less successful the corps de ballet was a...

Paris planned before the attacks. I heard the news driving up the M6 early the morning following. Shocked. There but by the grace of...