The food, the culture, the art, the accent, the sheer bloody romance of the place… yet my favourite thing about France is that you’re never more than a layby away from a bloke sat in a plastic chair s

I had no idea that, on a group ski and snowboarding holiday to Tignes in the French Alps, I’d end up in what was akin to a Teletubby outfit bobbing on my back like a Champagne cork in an icy lake. Nor

Our walks this month 1 Fuar Tholl & ...

We’d passed through the Grand Duchy of Luxembourg, to give it its full title, many times en route to other places and always said that we should have another break in this beautiful country (we’d had

As we are ramshackle ramblers, Dieppe distracts us from our art tour of southwest France’s Languedoc-Roussillon. As if that’s not enough, we then border-hop between Catalonia and France, before detour

T he night before the race, I made ...