Monday, November 28, 2016

Making Thanksgiving dinner in France takes a bit of planning. The first year that I invited friends and family to Thanksgiving, I panicked as I couldn't find cranberries or cranberry sauce, yams, nor the turkey. A farmer friend of Juliette bailed me out on the turkey, Grace brought a couple of cans of cranberry sauce from NY and we did without the yams. Knowing now that getting the critical ingredients means advanced planning, I arrange for my green grocer to order fresh cranberries and the yams, while the butcher gets that turkey.

Friday morning I left early for Biarritz to stay with Anne Marie and Hannah in Buster with a stop at the village house to pick up a couple of surfboards and a spare wetsuit that I'm leaving at their place. Our plan was to surf Saturday and Sunday, but the ocean was flat, so we rented a couple of kayaks and paddled around for a few hours.

AM and Hannah have purchased a house in a village outside Biarritz. It is a short walk from the beach and they're very excited. The place needs some TLC and they have a long list of things they want to do. They've moved in and despite not having settled in, they threw a party Saturday night. For a while now, Hannah has let her inner Emma Woodhouse loose and tries to find me a nice girl to settle down with. I've tried telling her that I don't have time for a romance… She's sweet but doesn't get it.

The party was fun and it was good to meet their new friends and it seems they have found a community and I have a couple of offers for dates, not that I have the time. Back in the village for the week, except for a quick trip to London for a meeting.


Monday, November 14, 2016

Joseph has been in Paris, this weekend he took me to a chateau near Lyon where a few of his friends from the military were getting together. He gone now, and again left me to clean up the mess that has been made of my emotions by his visit.


Wednesday, November 09, 2016

Sweet Jesus. What happened in the US?


Sunday, October 30, 2016

The link began trickling in to various feeds overnight Thursday-Friday, by nine Friday morning my curiosity was piqued and I clicked on it. As I read the article my immediate thoughts were that the sculptor and models, had ruined a good sales plan. You can imagine that there were several women, wives, who saw that article and thought of the wire sculpture that their husbands had brought home. Dinner that evening included an uncomfortable conversation.


Monday, October 24, 2016

Business brought me to NY last week and while my meetings have yet to be fruitful, I did have a good week. Seeing the Twins, meeting their friends and visiting their dorm rooms. Abbie seems more settled than Amanda, something her mother has noticed as well.

Wednesday evening I watched the debate with my sister. The boys were at their father's for the week and we had the place to ourselves. I made dinner, a task made more difficult than necessary with Grace's Potemkin kitchen. I haven't paid a lot of attention to the campaign, but it is tough to ignore. Before the debate, Trump seemed to me Sarko on steroids and Clinton seems very Hollande-like, competent but boring. After watching the debate Clinton still seems Hollande-like but Trump is Jean-Marie La Pen on steroids.

There has been something that I have been interested in asking Grace about. She worked for several years in the magazine business and I wondered if she ever worked on a Trump project or had contact with him? The only project was when she was an assistant to an assistant at the beginning of her career and there was nothing significant to report, except that the editor for whom she worked, suggested it would best if she didn't find herself alone with the Donald.

Mechante Femme


Monday, October 10, 2016

Friday, I was in London for meetings when word broke of the collapse of the pound. Later I had a drink with a frenimy, Jonathan who is a banker in a Brit. Earlier in the week he'd been asking me why I'd sold my UK investments and when I'd start investing there again. Alas, Jonathan was like many Brits who believed that the UK could leave the EU on favorable terms. By Friday evening the events of the past week had burst that delusion and he was despondent. 

"I don't know if this will cheer you up," I said to him, "but you asked me the other day when I'd begin investing in the UK and I told you I would when I could see the bottom. Well it is still a bit murky but there is something that resembles a bottom.

Come on Theresa, invoke Article 50 and lets get on with this.


Sunday, October 02, 2016

Ugh, later today I need to return to Paris as my sojourn at the village will come to an end.

Kim & Co II is at the forefront of my attention but the REIT can't be ignored as both my partners will be taking leave to prepare for the arrival of their babies. Fortunately we have a good person to step up and take on a lot of responsibility and Mimi, from my old company will be joining me again.