Sunny and I are leaving for a month on the Riviera, the beautiful village of Beaulieu a few miles from Nice. We know the area having spent a month in a nearby town Ville France Sur Mer at a school trying to learn French, my lifetime dream. Never did learn properly although I manage mostly using a small phrase intoned with a perfect accent. Je voudrais, meaning “I want”, then I mime the request. Works most of the time.
The villa we’re renting is owned by my friends Jon Pierre and Suzy Farout and apparently has hosted a number of scribblers like myself. In addition to entertaining children and friends I’ll be spending my time writing poetry and short stories to feed my compulsive writing obsession, reading Balzac and Simenon, sipping fine wine and enjoying my lifetime love and palship with Sunny.
We’ll be taking long walks on Cap Ferrat, a bit of gambling in Monaco, and then visits to St.…
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