There’s no life on Mars. I know. I’ve been there. Photos of those parts of France that the […]
Category Archive: Ghosts
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 […]
« I had a teenage dream, On moonage days, I’d be a freak out far out, In a purple haze, Cruising […]
Hollowing out a pumpkin – a messy and fastidious business and probably the closest I’ll ever get to […]
So this is a kind of rambling post about my clichéd American dream in the light of recent […]
In my pursuit of chartering those unchartered parts of France. Those towns and villages where the dead seem […]
Blue skies, brilliant sunshine, crisp and invigorating cold, a hint of frost on the ground – a perfect […]
No ghosts? Not even a fleeting phantom? Not even the slightest errant soul? The tour guide shakes her […]
Chez Nick 