It’s the cooling evening of the afternoon of the gig of the morning that started the night before. […]
Bourges
Across the tracks and into that mysterious place that we call “Les Marais” – preferable to the rather […]
Camera’s been on the back seat of the car all week – a few clichés of my smalltown […]
Days of rain. Local rivers have burst their banks, the town’s market gardens and allotments are flooded. Growers […]
Grey, sad November. When the rest of the world is shopping for Christmas, in France the shops are […]
« Hey, a guy’s gotta make a living, » I didn’t meet the fish guy, but this is probably what he […]
Another long and lazy hot summer Sunday. This is the last day of this year’s Tour de France, […]
