Never thought this would happen, but kid insisted on going to local animal refuge to get one male each. I was looking for the psychopath serial rapist (to be…

My kid finished her homework suspiciously early on Friday and shot out the house in between rain showers. It turns out she had her LX3 with her. She came back…

The title ranks as one of my worst ever puns. I must be losing it (or improving, depending on your point of view). Fog, as I have just discovered, is a bastard…

Strangely enough, no-one took me up on my offer to help them out with the equation. Even more strangely, my visit stats (thank you, Google analytics) took a hit…

This being Sunday and all, I thought I’d show you images from a church. Of course, the chances of my using it as per the original intention are minimal, but I…

My daughter and I have developed the habit of walking around the village at night. (Today was an exception; she wanted to see an American teenie slashfest film…

Been furnishing kid's room cuz none of my stuff has arrived. Have come to conclusion that the friendly, helpful assembly instructions are missing a few…

I thought I'd give your optic nerve a rest after those fireworks, Picasso projections and ochre, so here are some monos from the Camargue. Of course, if you've…

Roussillon is one of those bijoux (read: “fake”) tourist villages that enchant tourists and attract expats. The village is unusual in lying on vast deposits of…

At the end of the 1950s Jean Cocteau directed one of his little follies, le Testament d’Orphée , and roped in his buddy, Picasso, for a touch of artwork. I’m…
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