Monthly Archives: June 2016

As a novice, it’s all to play for. Does le renard perdue connais what elle is letting herself in for? As a debutante, it’s slightly unnerving (even with the all powerful lurid pink cagoule dans mes mains), thanks to the … Continue reading →

“My thoughts and wishes bend again towards France.” Not sure if Hamlet’s Laertes is booked on the same Eurostar as me but I hope someone has told him there’s an alcohol ban….Mind you even TLF can eschew (BOOM!) a beer … Continue reading →

My boss has a set of coasters in the middle of her meeting table, which everyone ignores and I find it quite pleasing before a meeting to sort of slide them about while still leaving them stacked on top of … Continue reading →

Another tournament, another location and still you could almost write the script. A jittery performance by the hosts, but they saw out a win thanks to a cracking goal from West Ham boy Dimitri Payet, that had TLF running upstairs … Continue reading →

Allons enfant de patrie Le jour de glorie est arrive! Bonjour ma petite Camemberts. C’est moi! C’est le lost fox. Et bienvenue a la Euro 2016. “And does that mean un bon temps?” I hear vous dit. Ah oui. C’est … Continue reading →