Viv Rynne
It’s a miracle I learned to write. I was never very good at it in school, and unlike Stephen King I did not write a newspaper as a teenager, or edit a school magazine....
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It’s a miracle I learned to write. I was never very good at it in school, and unlike Stephen King I did not write a newspaper as a teenager, or edit a school magazine....
So after a short flight from Manchester playing with my seatmate’s baby, and talking in English to her after she took pity on my execrable French, I went to Ernest Hemingway’s favourite bistro, La...
A lazy day, spending the morning napping to recover from the excesses of last night, telling myself it was merely the remnants of jet lag. Plenty of fluids, and a short writing session in...
Up at what would be the crack of dawn back in New York, I start my day of course with coffee and some eggs (can’t have the croissants) in a bistro near my quaint...
At the recommendation of my friend Robin who is just back from Paris, we go to Bois de Boulogne for Patricia’s daily jog. Bois de Boulogne was a hunting preserve of the French king...
I am determined to learn more about the French Resistance. I follow Google Maps to take us to the Musée de l’Ordre de la Libération, but it seems to lead us to some administrative...
After a day spent in London at the funeral of my father, we turn up in the wee hours of the morning at London Gatwick Airport to pack Patricia off to Brooklyn, for an...
It was 3 a.m. in the morning for my sister when she messaged me. It was about our father.
Packing up in the morning, I prepare to leave the tiny apartment I have rented. It is on the top floor of a seven story building, with a courtyard filled with plants and an...
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