Last week, I returned to England for the first time since Christmas. I got the Eurostar back, and as such, went directly from central Paris to central London within the space of a couple of hours. Inevitably, this prompted my brain to make comparisons galore between the two cities/countries and I thought I’d share a... Continue Reading →
Hostess With The Mostest – Or Trying Anyway (Part 2/2)
So, to pick up where I left off (Part 1 here) with regards to the previous weekend, Sunday last dawned bright and sunny, another beautifully-blue-skied-but-bitterly-cold sort of day. Our little party headed out with the intention of picking up breakfast as we went, but alas, the queue for ‘my’ boulangerie was the longest I’d seen... Continue Reading →
