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🇬🇧 Part 1 Or: How to Outsmart Farmers, Tractors, and Alarm Clocks So, the farmers were at it again. By “at it,” I mean heroically blocking roads, motorways, roundabouts, slip roads, and possibly a few secret paths known only to … Continue reading →

🇬🇧 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 →

🇬🇧 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 →

🇬🇧 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 →

🇬🇧 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 →

🇬🇧 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 →

🇬🇧 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 →

🇬🇧 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 →

🇬🇧 London calling… with dumplings and déjà-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 →

🇬🇧 Our motto Natura Fortis The surname Sauvaget first appears in noble French registers dating all the way back to around 1450. Over the centuries, various branches of the family spread not only through France, but also into Belgium and … Continue reading →