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J’❤ l’élite métropolitaine

When I lived back across La Manche there were no shortage of London stalwarts who’d apparently suffer allergic reactions if they “went south of the river”. These were people who’d inhabited the Big Smoke for as many as three years, … Continue reading

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Long shadows and high hopes

It’s December and I feel a blog coming on what with Advent commencing, and the advent of war just around the corner (for the UK, who look all set to pile in like Scrappy Doo). From France the bombing is … Continue reading

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Oh what a tangled web we weave

Tomorrow marks one year since my arrival in Paris, and oh what larks we’ve had. There’s been laughter, tears etc etc. In that time I’ve written somewhere in the region of sixty blogs mostly expressing bewilderment and occasional wonder, and … Continue reading

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Let’s bienvenue!

Bonne année mes enfants! Apologies for the tardiness, I’ve only just got out of bed. I left the palatial surrounds of Paris and headed back to England over the festive period, and lo and behold I discovered a terrifying land … Continue reading

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Fatwa on fromage, quinoa for the win, ja?

The city of Paris that Picasso arrived in in 1900 was regarded as one of the cultural epicentres of the world – as it is today – though back then it was also a hive of naughtiness and a magnet … Continue reading

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Cig man froid!

The other night somebody tweeted “RIP Grace Jones” and my heart sank. I scrambled quickly to find a news source with one part of me sick that one of pop’s enduring nonpareils had passed on, but also with the other … Continue reading

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Pot-bellied cochons

Didn’t you used to hate those people who’d go to live in some satellite town outside London and come back six months later speaking like a fucking cock-er-nee. I remember this one chap who I bumped into on Market Jew … Continue reading

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