"She said I'd enjoy the flea market; the cut and thrust of micro-capitalism. And, as she made it known that beer would be available to each according to their need, it sounded like a pleasant enough way to spend a Saturday afternoon. I didn't even mind hearing we'd be operating in accordance with a cash and carry basis, with her efforts concentrating more on the former." Trevor and the family go to the flea market...
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Monthly Archives: July 2004
The British are bad at learning foreign languages. It’s a fact. In any European city you can find intelligent and decent British tourists (among the dim and indecent) asking for the menu in English. At best they may mumble a few words learned from the phrasebook, only to receive a response in English from the harassed waiter.
And it’s not only the tourists. As an expat in Francophone Switzerland I am constantly amazed to meet Brits who have lived here for
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Once again your intrepid explorer ripped a page from his busy schedule to delve into the nether regions of Europe. This time I headed East along the Autovia del Mediterraneo travelling through Granada, the Costa Blanca, and past Valencia, Tarragona, Barcelona, before finally arriving in France.
Being English, upon entering France I auto-locked the car doors, checked wallet and shades, and only then began exploring the wine sodden areas of southern France. Passing swiftly by Montpellier, Aix-en-Provence, the port city of
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"July 5th: We had a food fight tonight. That was great fun. The Human went out of the room, so we chucked our bowls at each other. Beefy chunks and jelly all over the walls. Like a wallaby had swallowed a hand grenade. The Human wasn't too chuffed, though, and refused to give us more. Spoilsport." An extract from Mike Clark's dog Jake's diary...
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My Celebrity Car
I have a celebrity car. Wherever I drive in these parts I attract curious looks and pointing fingers. I have to admit that I quite enjoy the attention. So what do I drive? A Ferrari perhaps? Or maybe one of those amusingly customised Volkswagen Beetles? No, it’s a 1995 Nissan Sunny Sequel in a rather stylish metallic blue. There are no eccentric decorations, no home-made paint job, not even an attractive blonde in the passenger seat.
What puzzles and charms the
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