Category: My French Husband
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The Path
The first day of the new year, French Husband and I went for a walk along the coast of Cassis. Following a path, that was smooth in the beginning and not so in the middle nor the end. In…
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The Latest Victim of the Brocante Bug Bite
Do you see him?? What is happening? He is actually looking for things. A new year is coming, and a new brocanteur on the rise! …
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No Red Barrettes
French Husband went to Sanremo with Gina and me. I say that cause whatever we wanted to do he tagged along, even when we spent a healthy amount of time shopping. French Husband detests shopping. Has age softened…
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A Christmas Memory 2007
In France Christmas begins on Christmas Eve and continues twelve days until Epiphany. The moment before Christmas is called Advent which is a time to prepare the way for the feast of Christmas. But we all know that.…
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Twelve Years Blogging about the Brocante and More
In the beginning (twenty years ago) when I became an antique dealer, or as I like to say when the "brocante bug bite me", I went at it alone. It started when our garage was full, I decided to…
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The First Cut
-Memories Past- Roses or lace it is the same when it comes to cutting into one or the other, an agonizing decision for me to make. How can I make a curtain, if I don't cut the lace?How can I…