Tag: rugby
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my trip to Devon
Sometimes you find yourself in places you never dreamed you would be (hello, Le Petit Village), life’s twists and turns dropping you off in some curious spot or another. A few weeks ago my path led me to a small fishing town in Devon in the southwest of England where Mr. London grew up. (Mr.…
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Paris?
On Saturday June 1st, The Husband, Mrs. London and I went to Paris to watch Mr. London and the Toulon rugby team battle Castres in the French rugby championship. Our train left Toulon at 11AM, and we returned on the 11:20AM train the next morning. This is the story of what happened in that 24 hours. …
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Dublin: Day 3 {Part 1}
(Continuing on from this post) Saturday, oh Saturday, what a day you were… It was all about who needed to be where at what time before the big match at 5PM. Mommy London had arrived late Friday night (Mrs. London’s mother) and checked into the B&B down the road, so early on Saturday we were…
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Dublin: Day 1
We had been planning this trip to Dublin for months; three to be exact. It started in February, when The Husband being some kind of rugby savant, looked at how the Heineken Cup matches were playing out and predicted that either ASM Clermont (his beloved team), RCT Toulon (the team Mr. London plays for), or…
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weekend
Did you know that the French word for weekend is week-end? Yep… week-end. I guess throwing that dash in there makes it a bit more French like. Who knows. Either way, I had a très bon week-end. It started off the way all weekends should start… deliciously. (Whenever I think about the word weekend, I think…
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The Road To Dublin
The road to Dublin began with this pair of Nikes. Or rather, Mr. London’s road to Dublin began with these Nikes, The Husband’s and mine began with an Aer Lingus sale. Let me back up… in three weeks time, The Husband, Mrs. London, Gatz (of course) and I are descending upon Dublin. We’re there to catch…
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A Tisket, A Tasket
++ Last Saturday afternoon was spent having lunch in Aix-en-Provence on the first truly glorious spring day of the year. (First truly glorious spring days of the year should be celebrated, and it looked like everyone got that memo… Aix was packed! So packed, I couldn’t even bring myself to go into Zara… that’s how…
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Pâques en Auvergne
This is Clermont-Ferrand. I took the photo from one of those rest stops designed for taking in the scenery. It’s a very special spot for The Husband… years ago, The Husband’s grandfather would drive him back to boarding school on Monday mornings, and they would always stop there and have pains au chocolat for breakfast. It’s…
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this weekend
{blossoming spring} Bonjour tout le monde! How are we today? Our Friday morning started off with a bang. Gregory (aka The Husband… for some reason I’m in the mood to use his actual name today) took Fifty for his morning walk and they crossed paths with a German Shepherd also out for his morning walk,…
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il neige
This is what’s happening… I want to post Toulon Part Deux, and show you what happened with Brother-in-Law, the office chair, and the Hello Kitty mask, but I’m waiting for Mr. London to send me something that is absolutely vital to the post (trust me on this one), and as soon as Mrs. London can…
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