Death In The City Of Light*

“Where are you?xxx” Seb texts at 7.01pm this evening. “Parentals.  In the middle of supper.  Call you when am finished,” I fire back. This gives me thirty seven minutes to write a blog, as have finished supper and it’s now 7.23pm.  Will call him at eight o’clock.  The parentals have gone out, leaving the fluffy […]

Midnight In Paris

“Have you been to Paris?” The Tinder message flashes up. It’s from a suave thirty four year old French chap and it makes me chuckle. Wonder what answer he’s expecting – surely most people from London have been to Paris, I think. He can’t often get “no, I thought about it but decided I couldn’t […]