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...