On the move again

IT’S ALMOST TIME for us to be off on our travels again – this time to the fabled French Riviera.

Almost all my life I’ve dreamed of going there – even before I saw Hitchcock’s To Catch a Thief.

The very names ring with glamour and sophistication: Cannes, Nice, Monte Carlo… Soon we’ll be rubbing shoulders with the ghosts of the likes of Grace Kelly, Scott Fitzgerald, Simone Weil amongst many, many others.

We’ve got our little list of things to see and do – actually, it runs to nearly a page and a half of My Good Lady’s tiny, spidery handwriting.

If we see a quarter of them we’ll be doing well.

Anyhow, since I’m not proposing to take a computer with us, it means we shall be out of touch with this blogsite for at least a couple of weeks.

Fear not, though, we shall be boring you with the tales of our adventures when we get back.

Till then, from us both, au revoir and à bientôt.

Or in the words of the immortal Bertie Wooster, “Pip pip!”