The old market stall holder

Every Saturdays I visit his stall, I buy whatever gorgeous celery or mache he has on display. It is never a quick affair. A brief glance at my watch and I take my space in the queue . I look at his hands. Big hands with half a finger missing. I [...]

So good to be home

After a week away the house was empty. By empty I mean no food. Scanning the fridge and cupboard in the hope to find something remotely edible was …well, challenging.
I was lucky enough to gather enough grains for a fresh coffee and grabbed my basket.
How I love getting amongst the crowd! A mix of [...]

Going home

I am flying back to La Rochelle tomorrow after spending nearly a week in UK. These little babies up there are waiting for
 
me…or rather my body is crying out for them! After a regime of never ending take aways my system is finally giving up. I
 
feel like a bloated zombie and have [...]

Door knocks of La Rochelle

I can’t help but photograph these doors…they are just amazing…