Tree, Bescherelles, Northern france

Garden looks good, it goes into your head fills you up, makes you feel good.

The Bone House, Jardin des plantes, 5eme

Watching the beautiful intricacies of bone upon bone, this place never changes, even the temperature never changes. Its musty stability is so soothing.

You can come back in twenty years to pick up exactly where you left off.

Industrial estate, Provins, northern France

Heads burning again, car broke down, insurance has dropped me off  to pick up a rental. But its too early everything is closed, cold grey mist lays over everything. I have been abandoned in some sprawling deserted retail park that borders onto the arse of the town station.
This place reminds me of back home in the village, all broken and angry and forgotten, don't like to think about the village. An entire generation never given a chance.
I learnt yesterday that my father is dieing.
It's starting to rain, I'm being pulled in the bad direction.
I am a long way from home.

Cathedral of Provins, In the medieval city,Northern France

The winter light is falling fast, the old city is almost empty. I Can still smell the insense from the beautiful mass.
Feels good to be so far from paris.

Disneyland, vallee de Marne, northern france

Went to Disneyland, can't believe i went Disneyland its incredible.
We watch the parade, at the end my daughter starts to follow in a state of religous rapture.
We march slowly behind the last float, Aladin and the princess are miming out a disney song over and over again. Eventually all the characters pass through a huge but discreet gate. My daughter is crying i have to hold her back from making a dash through into the secret disneyland beyond.

Dragons in the street, Rue Sedan,1emme