It must be heartbreaking to have endured 14 years of Conservative government in the UK to then find it only took Tory/Reform voters 20 weeks to realise you could have ended it sooner with an online petition.

Daring to trust the forecast & head to Scotland for a long weekend. If there's some unexpected ridiculous wind I'm definitely selling my home. Probably be bought by somebody from London who wants a bit of land to exercise their dogs & grow fruit & veg.

American champagne is the best American champagne in the world.

It's time to cross the French Channel in a small boat, without a UK passport. An unexpectedly long absence; I hope the milk that's been in the fridge for months hasn't evolved too much.

Seems I've moved back into summer. Beach day tomorrow. And pretty much every day for the next three months.

I have missed the taste of proper cidre & crepes more than I could begin to describe. For a couple of hours tonight I forgot about anything that has ever troubled me.

Summer has ended, heavy rain, temperature down to single figures. It'd be wrong to not resume coffee & croissants on the beach though, even if we've to sit inside. Some rules are meant to be broken; some are absolutely essential to follow.

First hangover-curing beach coffee & sablé of the year. Winter has turned me into a complete lightweight.

What smell is better in a morning than something being fried in butter?

Expecting it to hit 20 degrees tomorrow. May have to resort to counting sorbet as one of my five a day.

Finally home after several sleepless nights. May have been to a big music festival. Did not sleep in a tent though.