View from where we are

Sometimes I think it must be nice to be French. Discounting all the rhetoric about “Freedom Fries” and “cheese-eating surrender monkeys” (from The Simpsons for those fundamentalist evangelicals who wondered. And it’s a fabulous show in case there was any doubt), the French take most of August off, going to the beach, the mountains or just out of town to the country. Nice. Now, we’re off to Somerset tomorrow, ourselves, but only for a short break. There are things to do when you’re blessed with a protestant work ethic, and things have been being done as well. A short sample we’ve included below just to say we’ve not been just sipping Pimms and eating strawberries at Wimbledon. Read more...