3 minute read My French hosts had set me adrift in Paris at the age of fourteen. I was resourceful, thank goodness, and relieved that I wouldn’t have to hang out with the family, but part of me wondered about the manners of hosts who invited people to stay and then ignored them. I began…
My internet friend Emily put me onto this great article via her blog, RosieSaysBlog. Jason Diamond, over at Flavorwire, a site I love, recently published a list of the 50 Places Every Literature Fan Should Visit. I’m a bit of a literary groupie, as readers of this blog will know, so I was eager to…
My friend Sally Allen of Westport’s Hamlet Hub writes a regular column about books, which I love. So I’m pleased to let you know about a recent one where she falls under the spell of Paris in the 20’s. As you know, Paris was a favorite haunt of ex-pat American writers, who used to hang…
At the beginning of February, I wrote a post on my personal blog called It’s never too late for fun, about a woman, who, aged 88, wanted to sit on the cannons at Compo beach again, and, with the help of friends and strangers, did it. You can see from the photos on that blog…
