Psycho killer, qu’est-ce que c’est?….Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away!

It has recently occurred to me that I have unwittingly developed a bordering-on-unhealthy obsession with James Norton (talented actor and eye candy). I realised that, on average, I think about him once every two days, and then very intensely. Sometimes the bounder even invades my dreams. If this meant that I simply turn into a drooling heap of female desire every time he appears in … Continue reading Psycho killer, qu’est-ce que c’est?….Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away!

Slip slidin’ away dans la neige

Book of the day: William the Outlaw, by Richmal Crompton In the infamous words of William Brown, outlaw and Indian chief, today we are ‘macarooned’. We are (not quite) cut off from the rest of the world by several inches of snow, which has fallen heavily for the past two days, and venturing further afield than the bottom of the drive requires chaînes à neige … Continue reading Slip slidin’ away dans la neige

Ça pousse, février: alas, poor Pomegranate…

Coucou mes amis! Welcome to the second installment of my attempts not to kill plants after prolonged periods of torture and abuse. Despite my best intentions all hopes of a strong beginning were dashed after a willfully disobedient avocado youth decided to start withering on me only a few days after my decision to ‘turn over a new leaf’ (ha!). I had hoped to have … Continue reading Ça pousse, février: alas, poor Pomegranate…

30 choses à faire avant 30 ans

When I was still a youthful girl of twenty-five I assumed that I had years ahead of me to compile my (practically obligatory these days) list of exciting challenges to set and then cross off before the clock struck the stroke of 23.35 on a particular day in the far off future and I became cursed with instant and irreversible old age. I got as … Continue reading 30 choses à faire avant 30 ans

La Saint-Valentin

Book of the day: Wuthering Heights Valentine’s Day is not a particularly celebrated occasion in my household. As much as I enjoy tales of enduring love, aided and abetted by theatrical grand gestures and heroic sentimentality, where the most sophisticated performances cause tissues to be conjured from thin air and unsuspecting women to be transformed temporarily into pandas, I only slightly envy girlfriends whose partners … Continue reading La Saint-Valentin

My character, selon ma maison…

Book of the day: Pride and Prejudice (no doubt the first of many mentions) Huddled in three layers of clothing, willing the fire to take at last, and scrambling through the laundry basket for a clean pair of socks, I shiver my way through the early mornings in the ice-box of my imaginary castle.  Our poêle à bois needs replacing and Winter is unkind to … Continue reading My character, selon ma maison…