Les Poissonchats

Now tartan probably is more of a Scottish, and then British maybe or even American thing (think Ralph Lauren) but I can’t but feel ever so nostalgic around tartan on Christmas. I’m still looking for a wide and ample taffetta tartan skirt and until I have found it, my beautiful tartan throw will have to Read more

This is the WHAM! sequel I suppose. When I learnt to ski I was a tiny tot, back in the days there were no queues at the lifts and people would wear anoraks in screaming colours. My skiing teacher probably was very good looking, back in the days skiing teachers all were very good looking, Read more

Do you tell stories? Not to your children, I mean, but stories, to your friends. The story of your last holiday, or the story of a chance encounter on the train, or the story of you growing wings.  In the old days, these long and dark winter months were the months of storytelling. There isn’t Read more

You don’t necessarily eat it just around Christmas, in fact, it’s a staple all around winter, Eating Fondue with Friends. It’s too simple and stinky to be modern and in a hygienist world everybody’s fork in the same pot seems quite the desecration, in short, so nostalgic! There’s a lot of rules around losing one’s Read more

I certainly do. Whenever I see a falling star. At fairy fountains (you need to throw in something shiny in exchange, so always keep a couple of polished coins in your pocket). When I pass beneath a rainbow. Some of these things happen to appear unexpectedly, therefore it’s best to have a range of ready Read more

There’s something very nostalgic about going for a walk. Before everybody dashed off to fancy weekends and exotic past time adventures, people simply used to go for a walk. Going for a walk has no purpose other than going for a walk, no aim really and you could just as well sit on the sofa Read more