As we prepared to say ‘au revoir’ to this special little town, Lourmarin, which we had been able to call home for 6 months, I took another nostalgic tour around its charming alleyways and streets, trying to imprint all that …
The Côte d’Azur or ‘French Riviera’, as called by Les Anglais, is a region of startling contrasts. From its dramatic coast line of rocky cliff tops to gentle sandy beaches where the sea gently laps and the sun soaks into your pores. Glamorous …
The small, picturesque Mediterranean town of Cassis, about 40km south of Aix-en Provence, has maintained a certain gentle authenticity, unlike some of its more grander neighbours along the Côte d’Azur. A long time favourite destination of the French, with its …
When it rains in Provence one can either snuggle up with a good book, go to the movies or call Avignon Wine Tours to be treated to a special, very personal journey through the harvests of the local vineyards. In …
There are some films that you just watch over and over. Almost every visitor that stays with us wants to visit Château La Canorgue, the organic father and daughter winery, just up the ‘hill’, tucked within the shadows of the …
Uzès, the charming town where I was fortunate enough to spend 4 treasured months in 2012. This vibrant, Duché d’Uzès, the oldest remaining Duchy in France, dating from 1572, steeped in a rich history, was as special as I had remembered it. …
The quaint fishing town of Bandol, nestled within the embrace of a sweeping Mediterranean bay, a mere 80 minutes drive from Lourmarin and yet a world away for my sleepy little spot in the Luberon. Bustling on a market day …
February, still winter, but under a brilliant, clear blue Provencal sky one is easily fooled into believing that the promise of spring is closer than perhaps it is. As I meandered Lourmarin’s tall, narrow streets, looking up at that deep cornflower …
When one thinks of Provence, the images that come to mind are those of summer. Sunflowers, lavender, olive trees, markets with brightly coloured table cloths blowing in the breeze, cobbled streets, shutters and vineyards. Whilst many of these things are …
There was a reason that I called my ramblings ‘Shutters and Sunflowers’. On a morning amble around the Saturday market in nearby Apt, that reason resonated from every building in sight. It seemed that the architecture everywhere was adorned with …
