Victoria Beckham looked frozen as she watched her husband make his debut for Paris St-Germain last night. I’ve just spent two days in Par...

Reviewing a book by an author you’ve met in real life can be tricky. But actually, when the author is as talented as Jojo Moyes ...

The woman at the front of the queue was in full and belligerent flow. I don’t know who she was talking to on her mobile but she ...

It’s my first post of 2013 and time to look forward. Actually I threw caution to the wind this morning and was rash enough to te...

As regular readers will know, my student daughter is at university in Paris this year. She’s settled into a flat on the Left Ba...

If you’re looking for a chic hotel in Paris that doesn’t cost an arm and a leg then  Mama Shelter  could be the place for yo...

“I can’t believe I’m leaving you in Paris,” I told my daughter as we hugged goodbye on the Boulevard St Germain. “I’m more ...

As the moon rose over the mountains, the sky turned from pink to mauve. Below us, stalls sold tartines and glasses of Clairette de Die (th...

As we drove south, through olive groves, lavender fields and dusty tracks twisting up the scorched Provençal hillside, I felt more and mor...

The south of France is usually heaving with UK visitors at this time of year. But in sun-baked Avignon I didn’t spot any British tourists...

Sunflowers, lavender, long lunches, delicious wine – there are so many heavenly things about life in the south of France. And browsi...

I adore eating outside. My family is so hardy that we’ve been known to have lunch al fresco as early as March and as...

Seven years after trundling up the potholed track to view the House With No Name, we’ve just spent our second holiday there. It’s fa...

Bike fever has hit House With No Name with a vengeance. The bike rack on the car grows more sophisticated by the day, the house is full of g...

Lines of Cypress trees silhouetted against a pink sky, fields of golden sunflowers, ancient farmhouses with their shut...

My daughter and my husband are in Paris this weekend. Their mission? To find a flatshare for her year at university there. Luckily they stru...

When our children were little we took the plunge and uprooted to the French city of Orléans, on the banks of the Loire. My husband was offe...

From PG Tips to M&S’s Empress Grey, I’m hopelessly addicted to tea. I drink about eight cups a day, and very often have two on the go...

The arrival of Alastair Sawday’s newsletter in my inbox always brings a wry smile to my face. The founder of Sawday’s Special Places to...

As the exam season kicks in with a vengeance, my student daughter hit on a brilliant idea to revise for her impending French oral. She and ...