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To infinity and viande…

“The times they are a-changin’” sang a nasally hippy once. Presumably things are always in some state of flux, and sometimes you notice them more often than others. The other day, I told one of the children I tutor that … Continue reading

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Quelque chose pour le week-end 3

I moved to Paris one year ago today. To celebrate, here is one in an occasional series of pieces where I publish things I wrote recently for various publications, for no other reason than the fact I can’t be arsed … Continue reading

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Hard out here for a witch

This week I went to the Pierre Huyghe exhibition at the Pompidou which was epically pretentious and wildly disorientating and I mean both as compliments. I also went to see Suede and White Denim, and I will be off to catch … Continue reading

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Quelque chose pour le week-end

The sun is shining and the relief is palpable. People are smiling as they smoke (Christ I’d kill for a cigarette, even over six months in). We’ve just been for a wander around Pere Lachaise cemetery, which ironically makes one … Continue reading

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La vie commence à 40 ans

Last summer I skipped London and spent the Olympics in Paris, and occasionally I regretted doing that because it seemed to be the first time in my adult life I’d witnessed a Britain at ease with itself. Less than a … Continue reading

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