To Shoot or Not to Shoot
I shoot arrows, mess around in the garden, feed the birds and walk the hills.
By Myself and Then Some
A Green and Pleasant Land: How England’s Gardeners Fought the Second World War
By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept
The Friend of Madame Maigret
12:00 am 21 May 2013
Probably better read in french, which I used to be able to do as the vocabulary is pretty limited. Reminds me of my Dad who used to love Maigret, and Paris, and France. I might try another one and see if the charm survives the years a little better.
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