Traveling in words and images

Words Words and writing has always been part of my life. I was born when my mother was in university and my childhood was a landscape of books piled about our home. I needed… Continue reading

Eternal nomads.

Partir pour mieux revenir. I left home in August 2011 without once looking back, striving for something new. What exactly, I couldn’t tell, but I needed air. Ironically, I felt trapped between the… Continue reading

Full pouèle dans ta lentille.

Les chiens, ça regarde dans la caméra sans prendre de pose cochonne ou faussement inspirée (la pose de 3/4 en regardant le soleil d’un air profond ne berne plus personne, les copains).

Cultural cleavage.

Food for thought and eye candies. Disclaimer: this post is a shameless generalization. All characters appearing in this work are kinda fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living, dead or both, is purely… Continue reading


Pictures and oddities from here and there in London, UK. Enjoy and share wildly for a laugh! More will be added as soon as I catch more BRINSANITIES over my walks around London. In Belgravia.… Continue reading

London Restaurants – Tate Modern Café: why…?

I can’t start to understand why the Tate Modern Café on the ground floor is said to be a must in so many guides. Maybe I ought to have tried the upper-level one (and I’m… Continue reading

Tom’s Kitchen – London restaurant

Give a man food, and he can eat for a day. Give a man a job, and he can only eat for 30 minutes on break. – Lev L. Spiro Tom’s Deli. The… Continue reading

Fearful flyer

All passengers of flight fuck me sideways are asked to form an incoherent line at gate 3, please. Saying that I’m scared of flying is an understatement. I’m terrified. Scared shitless. Ugly but effective.… Continue reading

Towpath restaurant – Hackney

Towpath36 De Beauvoir CrescentGreater LondonN1 5United Kingdom Busy, one-of-a-kind, laid back cafe with a small menu. Quality clearly overrides quantity, and that’s why we loved it. My sister is usually pretty severe with… Continue reading

London landing

Nice shoes…you know the rest.  “Please do not feed the f*cking pigeons”   Busted. Bobby is giving me the stink eye, but with that hat on, I just can’t take him… Continue reading