A Parisian afternoon

February 2016

I lift my glass to my lips and drink a little more red wine. It's not bad, flavoursome with a fair amount of tannins. I set the glass down again and look out at the crowds bustling past me on Rue Montorgeuil. It's almost 6:00pm on a Thursday in February, and mild enough to be sitting outside on a Parisian street with a coat but feel a little too warm.

A surreptitious weekend away in lovely Lisbon

February 2017

Valentines Day. Loathed by some, loved by many. A good excuse to do something fun. We take turns organising something, and this year was my turn.