Rabbit-hole Where I've been


Cutting through the steep side of the valley is the Cavée Robin (Robin’s Hollow in English I guess, though a French definition gives ‘chemin creux’ or hollow path which I think is more reflective of the reality). It’s maybe a track for tractors accessing the field on the plateau above, but its geological or topographical […]



You know the stories you might tell about the places around where you were brought up? They become mythical, exaggerated, sensational even, seen through old memories of a child’s understanding. Only the biggest, fattest ones stick, and they might not even really have any narrative to them. I have one such memory. It’s drawn from […]