Monday, 23 July 2012
I had worried that Paris was no longer mine. Not in the way it was when I was going there (this is my 85th post here about Paris) regularly: being greeted like an old friend by the gardien, taking the laundry to the Pressing, watering the pelargoniums, buying my favourite yoghurts, stopping for an apero and ambling around in the neighbourhood of the Haut Marais as if we belonged to each other. My

I ♡ ROMA...

Tuesday, 17 July 2012
{Here's} a link to my latest post for Fathom on how to roam like a Roman, you know, when in Rome.

And below are some snaps I took at the Porta Portese flea market that I didn't post before.

Baci xx


Thursday, 12 July 2012
I had dinner at Nanashi in the haut Marais with lovelies Tiffany and Mia - it was so yummy, kind of like Rose Bakery (the chef is ex-Rose) but Japanese-y. That's my official review. I had a bento box with fish and a glass of Vouvray. It was perfect on a rainy night and of course, Clemence Poesy was there, stalking me as usual. (It cannot be coincidence!)

I think I have a vague memory of someone


Saturday, 7 July 2012
You can read my first London events post for HiP Paris, on non-Olympic things to do in July, over here. They're mostly of the open-air variety - ha. As they say, "There's no such thing as bad weather, only inappropriate clothing." 

David Bailey


Thursday, 5 July 2012


Sunday, 1 July 2012
Back in March, I took the first photo below on my Canon AE-1 during my last lunch in Venice at L'Arco. Then probably somewhere between Marco Polo and Gatwick this happened. Eventually I got the camera fixed and set to using up the film here and there over the past month or so. I wasn't sure if the film was ok, and couldn't remember what type was in there. By the time I came to develop the film I