Another day in Paris…

“Don’t make my blue eyes brown…” Or is it the other way round? Latin Quarter. 2018. A Dino Fiat at the flea market in Saint-Ouen. (See Midnight in Paris). This little red thang was built in 1969. A thousand units. It really is a Ferrari disguised as a Fiat. Engine by Dino Ferrari, son of…

Pot-pourri six-and-fifty

Scotty is still on holiday, fishing in Scotland around 1896, with Dr Watson, not quite sure whether with John or Joan. In Scotty’s stead, Mr Spock is at the helm. “Spock, ready for some fun?” “Define ‘fun’, Sir?” “Never mind, Spock. Above: procession last Sunday in Tlalpan, a street away from the house. (C)ourtesy AMO.…

A morning walk, Paris

Meditation. Les Halles, Paris, 2018. After a few weeks in Paris, I came back home Froggier than ever. It is so easy to slip – back – into another life after only a few days. Be French again: what is the best Boulangerie in a 500 yard radius? (There are ten). Buy your Navigo Pass…

A morning walk, Mexico

Previously on Equinoxio: The Time shuttle was attacked in Xochicalco by Jaguar and Eagle warriors. Scotty said: “I can handle it. I’ll beam you to San Angel, the Saturday’s bazar, South of Mexico city. You will just have to walk your way back.” We were greeted by the charming Catalina above. Unarmed. “And the eye…