Ramblings of a retiree in France
Unusually, this year’s edition of the Vuelta a Espana kicked off in Nimes. It’s only three hours down the motorway from us and it’s a place we’ve only ever driven past, never visited. We drove down on Thursday afternoon after an expensive lunch in Antibes. I rarely park… Continue Reading “Postcard from the Vuelta”
We spent much of last week-end in Aix-en-Provence, principally to catch a couple of stages of the Tour de France but also to enjoy some time in one of our favoured spots. Typically, I meet up with friends in Aix a couple of times… Continue Reading “Trip to Aix-en-Provence”
Yes, this is a sad tale about separation and loss. My beloved had arranged a business meeting in Alassio on Monday – part way for both parties. I decided we’d spend the Sunday night there so he could once again enjoy the benefits of… Continue Reading “Two becomes one”
Yes, it’s finally time for my beloved to get back to work full-time. He has mastered the crutches and can even walk without them for about 20 metres, so it was time to venture forth and meet one of our long-term clients, based in… Continue Reading “Two-day trip to Paris”
During my beloved’s recuperation from his broken leg, we’ve had an ongoing joke that I’ll deserve a break when he’s finally back on his feet. I haven’t yet decided when or where but I’m toying with Route du Sud in mid-June. So when my… Continue Reading “Things my beloved says: “Would you like to go away next week?””
Even though it’s much diminished in status (only three WorldTour teams), I much enjoy watching the Tour Cycliste International du Haut Var-Matin. Last week-end it was a cool, clear and sunny morning as I drove along the La Provençale motorway in the direction of… Continue Reading “Spring is just around the corner”
Racing in old kit and on old bikes is seemingly very popular in Italy. This group of cyclists were crossing posing at the finish line at this year’s Milan-San Remo which concludes just up the road from us. It’s the first Monument of the year… Continue Reading “12 Days of Christmas – day 6”
Next out of the bag is a photograph of the Promenade des Anglais taken in early March on the last day of the Paris-Nice race. I’ve chosen it in memory of all those who were injured or lost their lives there in a senseless act of… Continue Reading “12 Days of Christmas – day 2”
When we lived in London, my beloved and I were serial concert-goers. Since we’ve moved to France, our outings have become less frequent for a variety of reasons. Generally, only during the summer months at the various festivals held throughout the department. I scan all… Continue Reading “Date Night: John Newman”