Monthly Archives: March 2010

When I Made the Duke of Edinburgh Laugh

In one of the several lives I have crammed into this one, I was/am a professional photographer. For a while, when I had time, I was the official photographer for Cambridge University and each year had to take portraits of … Continue reading

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In Praise of Olive Oil

Popeye had it right – he loved Olive Oyl I have the highest praise for Olive Oil – good for salads and stuff, but my respect for the green slippery liquid is the magice it performs on my fingers. When … Continue reading

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Glopeter Glopeter

In the movie “how to murder your wife” there is a scene where Jack Lemmon has drawn a cartoon sketch of the glup glop cement mixer where his cartoon alta-ego disposed of his wife. I have been searching for a … Continue reading

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Scruffy but Charming

After 20 years here in the South of France and spending much of the time working on old stone houses, some over 1000 years old, am I beginning to see things with ancient eyes? Today I was asked to look … Continue reading

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Its a Wrap

After a day of falling off motorbikes or hijacking post office vans, to hear the words from the second director “it’s a wrap” was music – off to the pub to spend as much as I had earned to get … Continue reading

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More Mechanical Than Rude

Today was a day of plaster and paint – I find it hard to work on Internet sites or blogs if I am thinking about mixtures of jointing materials and grouting – so hence a short and aimless (nothing new) … Continue reading

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And Nothing Will Be Missed

Make a little list – and nothing will be missed. I am resisting the temptation to make lists of the things I have to do and then prioritise them – my fear is the list will be endless and ever-growing … Continue reading

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Twas a Dark and Stormy Night

Again I always wanted to start with that line – it was snowing last night, which for march in the South of France sort of counts as dark and stormy I guess. My thoughts of writing an anonymous blog here … Continue reading

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Lost in the Post

Yes – I always wanted to start a narrative with – yes – but a stream of consciousness this not not planned to be, nor is it a – confession – neither a – ‘Tis – or simply a – … Continue reading

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