153. The green monster – Ditchling Beacon and the London to Brighton bike ride
UPDATE February 2012 – For a Ditchling Beacon map and gradient information, please see here: 223. Cycling on Surrey and Sussex hills – from White Down to Ditchling Beacon; – And for return routes back...
View Article155. Le grand départ – the Tour de France in London 2007
The streets of London deserted … except for a million people lining the roads. A Brit leading the Tour de France halfway through Kent, and pulling on the King of the Mountains jersey, later that same...
View Article167. Paris – Ville de lumière
Ville de lumière J’ai besoin de toi Gold – September 1986 The City of Light lies at her knees. It’s eight o’clock on an autumn Friday, and the streets of Paris are grid-locked. Frozen. Emerging up the...
View Article169. Down tracks and cracks in Paris and London – Tate Modern and the 1812...
Rain. River. November. On the long-awaited day that Paris came closer to London. As I step on to the platform under a damp grey sky, there’s a farewell party in full swing around the station. After...
View Article171. A splash of Burgundy in winter
The sun is wan and thin today, struggling weakly to light the path around the park as I lope my way through the winter afternoon on this, the shortest day. Christmas is just around the corner. In...
View Article180. Mountains of food – la cuisine savoyarde
I was in Haute-Savoie last week – part of the ancient kingdom of Savoy – that mountainous corner of France around Mont Blanc and south of the Swiss city of Geneva. The name Savoy comes from the latin...
View Article191. Two years of Roads of Stone
The second anniversary of this site passed midway through a busy August. An office move and a new computer have diverted me since, but the milestone seems worth marking all the same. There hasn’t been...
View Article56. Paris – a view from the Champs de Mars
Kicking down the cobblestones on a warm and sultry morning, there are just a few marble steps to climb ahead. And already, blue sky is rent by cool bronze metal, still tepid in the hazy sunshine across...
View Article114. Mont Blanc morning – Flaine, France
High upon the Grandes Platières ski-lift, the French resort of Flaine recedes quickly behind us, the colour of the concrete fading fast into the grey of the rocks, and the outlines of the Bauhaus...
View Article118. The scales of truth
Six weeks have gone by. The cowslip has grown high and lush beside the country lanes I drive to work each morning, the Sussex fields beyond the office are fast drying out enough for lunchtime running,...
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