More strikes, more demonstrations – this is France, but, it will all be over by Christmas. On Thursday […]
Category Archive: Christmas
Like all good folks in small town France, Sunday morning is a trip down the dumpster and then […]
Once upon a Christmas time, there lived a small boy, who wished it could be Christmas everyday, and […]
I don’t what Christmas is like in your house. Here are a few “homespun” clichés of Christmas chez-moi.
I wrote a few Christmas cards this year and, as usual, with all cards, the “message” inside never […]
Of Holy Farts and Sperm Whales. I’m not a particularly religious person. Certainly not a regular church-goer, but […]
Was It Ever Like That? Ex-pat reflections on the Christmas that never was gleaned from collective memy The […]
A few ghosts of Christmas past – for mum and dad who always laid themselves out for a […]
Christmas used to be a true destination. A gaudy, magic, tinsel town. A place of glistening, snow-covered, candy […]
So, when I was a kid, there was one pièce of sound advice drilled into me by mum […]
