I Don’t Know Why

In my rear-view mirror
Landscapes slip away
In a constant hurry
They just slip away

Destination looks closer
But I won’t slow down
I’m enjoying this ride
I will not slow down

Another thunderstorm
Then a bright sunny day
A tear and a smile
Just another sunny day

Long days crawling
In a blink of the eye
I’m enjoying this ride
And I don’t know why.

Bad weather…

…but there was a good reason for the kids and myself for going to the beach: watching the Patrouille de France army aerobatic team draw this beautiful heart in the sky. More than 80.000 people were there for the display, despite the storm threat. The day ended up with a fresh rain and some distant thunders. And an ice cold Leffe Blonde for me, while sitting on the mobile home porch. “Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away…”



I find these wedding vows straight scary.
Looks like people think that loving someone is promising to never let him live a bit of his life free. NEVER.
This is not what loving someone should be, this looks more like a promise of damnation…

Much love ( the other one 😀 ),

Heading to the sea

6:00 am, I am getting the car ready. We are leaving for a 15 days summer holiday. My kids look like zombies, they will probably fall asleep again while I’ll drive to our destination, a seaside town at less than 200 miles from here.

I feel a little tense, as usual before a journey. Did I forget anything? Will everything be alright? Will they miss their mother? It’s the first time…

We better go now, while the air is still fresh and there are not too many cars on the route. Expect a few silly pictures from time to time, if I’ll not too busy with the bikini girls (well, I know I won’t, just trying to motivate myself a little 😉 )

Much love,

The perfect crime

Sunny and hot today, she is in the garden. She is half asleep, lazily letting the sun ruffle her shiny skin. I have been waiting for this moment for weeks. I silently approach, sneaking through the weed. She won’t scream, she won’t even notice me or the knife. I’m so close that I can smell her sweet scent. I am ready, I am grinning now…

Her destiny was written from the start: cut in pieces, laying on a pizza base
along with mozzarella cheese, olive oil, salt and fresh basil. And a little garlic, maybe… (evil laughter)



July 14th, fireworks on the Seine.
If one song could have been played on that special day, it would have been this one.

Please take the time to listen and read, I am sure that you will enjoy.

Standing firm on this stony ground
The wind blows hard pulls these clothes around
I harbor all the same worries as most
The temptations to leave or to give up the ghost
I wrestle with an outlook on life
That shifts between darkness and shadowy light
I struggle with words for fear that they’ll hear
But Orpheus sleeps on his back still dead to the world

Sunlight falls, my wings open wide
There’s a beauty here I cannot deny
And bottles that tumble and crash on the stairs
Are just so many people I knew never cared
Down below on the wreck of the ship
Are a stronghold of pleasures I couldn’t regret
But the baggage is swallowed up by the tide
As Orpheus keeps to his promise and stays by my side

Tell me, I’ve still a lot to learn
Understand, these fires never stop
Believe me, when this joke is tired of laughing
I will hear promise of my Orpheus sing

Sleepers sleep as we row the boat
Just you the weather and I gave up hope
But all of the hurdles that fell in our laps
Were fuel for the fire and straw for our backs
Still the voices have stories to tell
Of the power struggles in heaven and hell
But we feel secure against such mighty dreams
As Orpheus sings of the promise tomorrow may bring

Tell me, I’ve still a lot to learn
Understand, these fires never stop
Please believe, when this joke is tired of laughing
I will hear promise of my Orpheus sing.

(Orpheus – David Sylvian)