The Cow Parade came to town, I started blogging and I met Shameless, Minx, Marie, Debi and Skint for the first time.
I completely fucked up booking my ticket to Bali and decided that this was my favourite Eiffel
pic. Funny that’s not the one that’s printed and put on my wall. Tower
I found a new flat, got attacked by moths, washing powder and various other things. France got to the final of the World Cup and lost (I didn't post about that) and I tootled off on holiday.
I returned from holiday with fantastic toes and discovered as I moved that I had a lot of STUFF.
I reminisced about KECAK.
I fell in love with Julian Barnes and was cruelly silenced.
I remained cruelly silenced as my modem lights continued to NOT blink, my phone continued to NOT have a dial tone and France Telecom tried to lead me to an early grave.
The Fifty Word Challenge was issued. Glad it wasn't a competition because I still can't decide on my favourite
I came 4th in The Clarity of Night's Silent Grey short fiction competition. How many times did I mention that one?
I went to Berlin and fell in love with this little guy below. And THIS post is the one that draws more new visitors to my site than any other. I won't write the title again because frankly I'm in shock at the amount of people searching for this and I don't want to repeat the incident again!
I went to
Lyon and saw Shameless's play (well the one he did the music for) and Tacky Rover where I belly danced (not) and got mad at tourists and Sego and Sarko got through to 2nd round of the presidential elections (see below).
122 posts later A Wanderer in
celebrates one year today. Paris
In the past year I’ve made some bloggy mates, learnt not to do the horrendously long posts I did at the beginning, written poetry again (I’m not saying it’s any good, but I’m gonna keep on doing it), written loads and seem to have cut down on swearing in the blog posts (so I thought I'd catch up today!). It’s been great. Hope to carry on seeing you guys
Happy ONEIVERSARY to me!