Lifestyle and Culture

The Needle Club

It was the rabbit lady who asked that we meet on Fridays, because she is the chief of an enterprise, the rabbit slaughterhouse, and that...

You asked for poetry from me the other day. I looked, but I can’t find any inside my head. I’ve been preoccupied with making the most of...

I was almost on the plane to Austin this morning, but that was before I looked at the ticket prices. It seems ridiculous to pay nearly...

Unwinding back here in the slumbering countryside, I can unpack the sensory overload of two and a half days in Paris in the world of...

A tiny beige lizard rests his belly on the stone beside the pool, flicking his tail and looking straight at me. It is my first day here. ...

The year has begun exceptionally well. The weeks after Christmas can feel like a sinkhole – holiday enthusiasms turn ugly upon opening...

The interlude in Provence and the Cote d’Azur over the new year holidays, was bright and refreshing, to be sure. Like a brand new bee, I...

My move back to southwest France met some, let's call them administrative, challenges. I knew to expect to expect hurdles, because I’d...