Thou shalt not covet...

...thy neighbours basil plant.

But look at it!!

Just imagine the pesto potential...

Anyway, this was taken from our courtyard at the rear of our tres charmant french apartment. Mum is staying in Antibes for a week, and here we are preparing for an aperitif.

French fancies

Here are a few of my favourite French things..

Des huitres..

Cool market stalls...

Yummy-looking (and pig-themed) patisseries!

Stockholm Syndrome

So I got asked at the last minute to attend this year's European Cancer Conference in Stockholm this weekend.. it will be my second trip here for work in less than 3 months, much colder this time than it was in June though!
Was sad to leave sunny Antibes, but a smooth and cloudless journey up to chilly Sweden afforded some incredible views from the plane...

The (snow-covered!) Austrian Alps...

And then, Sweden :)

Avast me hearties - thar she blows!

Last weekend I had the pleasure of sailing to France on the luxury superyacht that is Twizzle!

Many thanks indeed to captain Jon for letting me stowaway, and indeed to the rest of the crew for looking after me so well. Especially chef Olly... I don't think this happens every Saturday morning...

After pulling out of Palma, we rounded the south of Mallorca and found that the wind had dropped completely, leaving the water as flat as a pancake and allowing for much tomfoolery off the back of the boat! (Or the 'transom' as I believed it is technically known...)

Then we caught a tuna... gruesome but flippin tasty...

Then I 'helped' with a night watch, which was cool. Pretty different from the day job! Lots of stuff out in the sky (I saw Jupiter and her moons, and the Andromeda galaxy) and there was an eerie but peaceful feeling out on deck between 2-4am..

Next morning was a little rough and windy, but the tuna sashimi settled our stomachs satisfactorily... try saying that fast!
Then it was drill time, when yours truly was 'found' in a 'fire' in the laundry and then stretchered downstairs by hunky firemen and crew members... woe is me!

The Paella King

Last night we were invited for dinner at Cheesecake (Mallorcan deckie on Twizzle)'s parents house. We were in for a treat - Cheesecake's dad is known locally as 'The Paella King' and when I saw the size of his saucepan, I knew this man was serious about paella. As a lover of all things that dwell in the sea, I was in food heaven, while poor Izzy was in food hell, and try as he might, he couldn't trick his mind into eating more than two mouthfuls. Needless to say I happily polished off his leftovers ;)

 Thank goodness there was cheesecake for dessert!

Izzy having some pre-dinner playtime in the pool...

Some of the Salas family pets...

 The (tasty) remains of a past Salas family pet... RIP Porky...

Muchas gracias to the Salas family for their very generous hospitality.


 

Running in the sun

Struggling to get back into running in the heat... my muscles warm up quicker, but my head, chest, and general concentration levels are finding it tough. Didn't help that I got lost on my first outing pounding the cobbled streets of Palma.. what was meant to be a quick 20 minutes lasted an hour... ouch. This morning was better - helped by a fantastic view!

Out and about in Palma

I arrived last Wednesday night and have been re-acquainting myself with Palma over the past 5 days. The weather is gorgeous, and so far hasn't distracted me too much from my writing during the day! Went wandering around town on Saturday with Izzy and came across these vibrant chillies on display, made for a good test of our new camera's capabilities... Spent a little while chilling on the beach in town, visited Twizzle at the yard - she's up on scaffolding having her hull mended and looks forlorn stuck way up in the air - then rendez-vous'd with 2 crew members for some Saturday night rum drinking at our local bar, Atlantico. Did a bit of rugby- and Grand Prix-watching on Sunday, lazed in the park for a bit... all in all a lovely first weekend.