Monday 6 October 2014


Tomorrow I am off to Nice with Mrs N for a few days. You may picture me, if you will, sauntering along the Promenade des Anglais (another gift of the English to the French, like the railway to Dieppe), admiring the encircling azure of the Baie des Anges while evading approaching skateboarders and in-line skaters (whatever they are). A bientot!


  1. And what manner of vestments will our Boulevardier be sporting? Come on. Don't hold back. We need details.

  2. An understate combo of white cotton jacket, off-white linen trousers, canvas shoes and various light shirts, plain and floral. No hat, no cravat. Just enough to awe the locals.

  3. "Just enough to awe the locals."

    Indeed. Quite right. Quite right.