From a young age, until a probably-not-young-enough age, I was a committed star-wisher. I don’t remember ever being convinced of the stars’ wish-granting powers, but I was definitely open to the possibility that it might bring me what I wanted… So sure, why not? My wishing was very formulaic: Identify the brightest star in the... Continue Reading →
To some, autumn signifies the end of summer. It’s an unwelcome thing that a lot of people resign themselves to, reluctantly accepting the seasonal transition, already wistful for the warmer weather. I’m not one of those people. To me, that undefinable sweet, smoky scent that suffuses the cooling air heralds change, promising new beginnings. I... Continue Reading →
Spring has sprung in Paris! We might have had snow less than a fortnight ago, but this Sunday afternoon, the temperature in the city reached a glorious EIGHTEEN DEGREES C. That’s right: 1-8. Now, this may or may not be remarkable by local standards, but for someone who has spent their twenty-something years living in... Continue Reading →
Following on from my previous post, I have a confession: this is not the first year in which I have resolved to start a blog. Actually, it’s more like the fourth or fifth – but who’s counting? The problem has always been that I am a notorious procrastinator I didn’t actually have anything to write... Continue Reading →
Adventures of an Anglaise 