A place for romance

I've been told several times by people I love that it's time for the photo of the two of us which has introduced this blog since its beginning to go. I'm very fond of that photo, but they're right. So it's gone. So too has Kukka's bio on the side of the blog. We will make the transition slowly from one boat to the other, but this is a start. There will be more romantic photos (beware).

Beats the Entertainment Centre 

Speaking of which, we got to the Bryan Ferry concert in Arles the other night. Before the show we ate in a deeply shaded courtyard restaurant, and struck up a conversation with a young Swiss couple at the next table on the basis of a bottle of red (ours) and a baby (theirs).  They were curious about Bryan Ferry - recognised the name, but couldn't quite place the music. I would have been the same if he hadn't recorded an album of Bob Dylan's music a couple of years ago. We've played it over and over. He has a voice I don't seem to tire of,  and it was for that we went to Arles, not so much a hit of Roxy Music nostalgia. That and the Roman amphitheatre.