On the day that he retired, my father sprinted to the nearest vender of boats and immediately replaced his worn out old boat for another, a brand spanking new o...
« If you want to go fishing on the sea, go and see my friend Marius on the Vieux-Port (Old-Port). He has a boat anchored there and he himself is permanently anc...
Every summer it was the same thing.. The great family transhumance that took us to the little village of Ousinieres, a port nestled in a dead end, a stone's thr...
Like the day before, the damned wind started up about 9 in the morning, forcing us to make a u-turn and quickly returned to the port at full steam in order to a...
From the time that I was an enfant, my dear mother pulled me by my ears (my god that hurt!) saying; "Again, you forgot the liter of wine for your father's lunch...
Ça avait débuté par une petite fumée blanche. Un imbécile faisant brûler des feuilles mortes, pensais-je. Faut-il être con pour prendre de tels risques par temp...