Monthly Archives: April 2012

So after 2 weeks of pretty intensive traveling, tight schedules, house selling, tax negotiations, Web stuff, conference committees, receptions with, you know, important people, visits to first division journalistic players, seeing my mummy who is 89, seeing my brother and … Continue reading →

Bonnie was a very brave and faithful little dog who had a tragic end to her life. She is buried in a beautiful place, which I visited on my recent trip to France. God bless you Bonnie.

I remember a film  called The Longest Day about the D Day landings. I recently experienced the The Shortest Night with landings in Paris, Osaka and Naha. I first fly from Lyon to Paris across the Kodachrome yellow of French … Continue reading →

Oh, to be in England Now that April ‘s there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware, That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf, While the chaffinch sings on … Continue reading →

So I spend a perfect Sunday in the home of the McGillivrays. They have a chateau called Sothonod. The mighty St Dude Arthaud was born here in 1101. http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arthaud_de_Belley It is a wonderful house packed with curios. We eat like … Continue reading →

During the conference I stayed at a fancy hotel. For some reason I thought that we did not get breakfast with the room and as the breakfast cost 1,00000,000, Euros I did not partake but grabbed a croissant on the … Continue reading →

I am at a big web conference and a colleague mentions that at an upcoming conference in San Francisco the dinner will be held in the San Francisco Armory, which is now famous as a porn movie studio. The entertainment … Continue reading →

As those of you who know me will testify, it only takes a couple of minutes of conversation before I start ranting about how awful France is. Well, I take it back, again. https://quietripple.wordpress.com/2011/07/22/i-take-it-back-well-some-of-it/ I am in France and it … Continue reading →

  I am in the train station in Lyon, lots of people milling around awaiting the TGV that will take them to Aix en Provence or Marseille. There is a very good, if a little complex, system whereby your carriage … Continue reading →

I really love long flights. Yesterday I went Osaka – Amsterdam.  It took 12 hours, too short. I wish these flights would never end. You are in a completely strange environment in which no one knows who you are, what … Continue reading →