
Food for a king
It was Markus’s birthday, and I was delighted to note that it fell on the day the fish van was … Continue reading Food for a king
It was Markus’s birthday, and I was delighted to note that it fell on the day the fish van was … Continue reading Food for a king
Markus says that he is tired of seeing that awful picture of the supermarket every time he opens our website, … Continue reading Aurore
I hate supermarkets. Although we only go there for the basics and always buy exactly the same stuff, they infuriate … Continue reading Nanou
But for the living, life goes on. By 1947 Marie, as we should now call her, had become Mme Duchamp … Continue reading Afterwards
In 1945 Toutou was 22 years old and Zézé was 20. They were living with their Uncle Emile at La … Continue reading Toutou and Zézé, the search for Riri
Several of my faithful readers have remarked that there has been a long break in the telling of Riri and … Continue reading Riri and Fonfon 19
It’s been hot, hot, hot. Yes, I hear you say, the same where you are too! What a summer! We … Continue reading Snapshots
The summer whirl is in full swing and fortunately the temperatures have dropped a little, at least for the moment. … Continue reading Summer at les Sarziers
So Riri is now alone in Dresden. He’s just 22, working immensely long hours and living in fairly primitive conditions … Continue reading Riri and Fonfon 18
One can’t help asking the “what if” questions. Would Fonfon have made it back to France if he had fallen … Continue reading Riri and Fonfon 17