Author Archives: JJS
A night with CoverTramp
🇬🇧 Or how Perpignan turned into 1979 Last night, dear readers, we did something wonderfully reckless: we drove all the way to Perpignan for a concert by a band called CoverTramp. Yes, the name does exactly what it says on … Continue reading
The night Burger King ruined my cheese documentary
🇬🇧 I was having a perfectly civilised evening.Picture this: me, tucked comfortably under my warm wobble blanket, watching a delightful documentary about French cheeses—the kind of programme that restores your faith in humanity. Soft cheeses, hard cheeses, smelly cheeses… bliss. … Continue reading
Winter and retirees
🇬🇧 The glorious futility of French digital IDs The weather has suddenly turned a little colder — the kind of cold that whispers, “It might be time to wear socks, old chap.”Naturally, I had been heroically hoping to postpone that … Continue reading
London afterthoughts 🇬🇧🇫🇷
🇬🇧 Five days, 44.2 kilometres, two musicals, one disappointed stomach, and countless cups of tea later — London has once again proven that it’s impossible to visit without both falling in love and wearing out a pair of shoes. My … Continue reading
London – Day 5 🇬🇧🇫🇷
🇬🇧 Going home (Reluctantly and with style) Our final evening in London began with indecision — the eternal traveller’s dilemma: Chinese or Indian? After a brief debate worthy of the UN, we took the diplomatic route and went for… French. … Continue reading
London – Day 4
🇬🇧 Highs, lows and everything in between A blissfully uneventful night — no fire alarms, no bladder rebellion, no late-night existential crises — so by 9 a.m. we’re happily seated at breakfast, caffeinating efficiently. Between bites of scrambled eggs and … Continue reading
London – Day 3
🇬🇧 The day of false starts and overpriced mediocrity We were violently catapulted into consciousness this morning courtesy of the hotel fire alarm. Apparently there is an official fire alarm test scheduled at midday. So yes — we had the … Continue reading
English escapade Day 2 – Part 2
🇬🇧 With protesting knees (and frankly a few other anatomical components that have now lodged official complaints with the Ministry of Transport), we bravely shuffle back down into the Underground for yet another southbound glide on the Piccadilly Line to … Continue reading
English escapade – Day 2 – Part 1
🇬🇧 The great London stroll (and struggle) Awake indecently early — not out of enthusiasm, but because my bladder decided to start the day before I did. My body clock, still stubbornly set to continental time, assured me it was … Continue reading
English escapades- day 1
🇬🇧 London calling… with dumplings and dĂ©jĂ -vu I shall not rave about yesterday’s Ryanair flight — mainly because there is strictly nothing to rave about — but fact is: we actually landed in Stansted. Late afternoon, but still… on the … Continue reading
I do it my way 