seeking the mythic in the neolithic
I hired a bike, to cycle out and visit some of the hundreds of neolithic sites that sprawl across the entire length and breadth of...
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autumn – the bonfire of the vannes étés
The equinox arrived and so did the the end of summer, just as I rolled into Vannes, a medieval city of Bretagne. Before setting off...
les biens dans normandie
Before we go any further I want to say, according to google translate, this means ‘Properties in Normandy’ before anyone accuses me of being a…...
open spaces and rocky faces
There is magic in the air all around me here in my Hermit Hideaway in La Manche. Just a few nights ago I was startled...
struggling in the footsteps of smugglers
My week began following the path of the small stream that runs along the side of the hermit hideaway I’m in. This was clearly once...
the paradise you all made possible
Wassail from my Hermit Hideaway. Thank-you everyone for making this sublime moment in my life possible. I am feeling so in tune with the energies...
see beneath those first impressions to the bigger truth
Eugène Boudin, the ‘Father of Impressionism’ was born in Honfleur in July 1824 and moved to Le Havre aged 10 where his father opened a...
illuminating life and art – street lighting
In 1878 Paris created a new identify for itself as the ‘City of Lights’ by filling the streets with Yablochkov candles. This unmasking of the...
a tale of two pretties – a trial of two cities
The Lion’s Cub Gateway portal opened and Annie, my French and I decided to don our masks for a short bus ride to Honfleur to...
marmite – you either ‘le havre’ it or you hate it
The term marmite is a French word for a cooking pot, so what could be more appropriate to describe my first impressions of Le Havre...