Bordeaux
Bordeaux is an old friend. My first holiday with my now wife was twenty-five years ago there, students with little money and a lot of luck. Finding a place to stay was pretty lucky. More recently a visit as part…
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Closure: The Month of Mountains
How in hell’s name can I put this in to words? I can still feel last week in my hamstrings, in my calves. It’s in my mind! It won’t go away for awhile. It’s really difficult to put this in…