Monte Carlo or Bust

Yesterday’s trip to Monaco and Monte Carlo was a success. There is some serious money there and it is a very beautiful place. We even managed to sneak into the casino for a look (they only let you get so far though!) But if I was rich, I’m not sure it would be my cup…

Top of le monde, mate

Today we explored the old town of Vieux Nice – a real rabbit warren of tiny side streets flanked by tall buildings that kind of echo the precipitous landscapes of the Provence hills that lie beyond the town. In former times, Vieux Nice had a reputation as a den of iniquity, but our experience was…

Quality of life

It’s very difficult for an Englishman to admit that the French are in any way superior. But equally I find it impossible not to tip my hat and acknowledge that in terms of standard of living, the French win hands down. We in England like to think of ourselves as being fairly European in our…

Nice day out

Today was out first full day in Nice, and what a beautiful day it was too. It’s not hard to see how the Cote d’Azur got its name – the sea was the most fantastic blue I think I’ve ever seen. We had a pleasant morning wandering around the town, and a nearly as pleasant…

Dance of the suger prum fairly

Moe’s dance show went more or less according to plan. I thought it was very good. I know how hard they’d worked for it, and it was clear to see where all that hard work went. There were no less than 4 costume changes in the 20 minute set, each one accomplished absolutely seamlessly and…

Paris? No thanks

I find it hard to understand why people get so worked up about Paris. Admittedly, I’ve only been here a few times, but each time I have been irritated, enraged or just disgusted. Anything but enchanted, in fact. I guess it’s very much like London in that respect. But at least London doesn’t pass itself…

Les Anglais (et les Japonase) Sont Arrivee

Well, we’ve arrived safely in Paris on the first leg of our mini Grand Tour. True to form, things have gone entirely to plan, but not in the way that I was expecting. Following our family motto of “Hope for the best and expect the worse” I was fully anticipating the British weather, Network Rail,…