View of the Yonne Valley by Château-Chinon, Nivernais region of central France

French vintage postcard

Wednesday 25 June 1834

8 ½

11

no kiss crept into my own separate bed without kissing or awaking her very fine morning F78° at 8 ½am - breakfast till 9 ¾ - off from Fontainebleau at 10 13 at Moret [Moret-sur-Loing] at 11 10 – nice little walled

villa with large square tower remaining of old castle - picturesque old porte de ville at each end of the goodish street we passed thro’ - very pretty close round the ville - good old bridge (stone) over broad shallow Loing with its poplared banks and mills and waster women - and a little beyond bridge over good navigable canal - at Sens at 3 35 – sent the carriage to ‘la poste’ and A- and I stopt at cafe (just on entering the ville) and in ¾ hour milk got (sought at 5 or 6 places) boiled and Adny had had a café au lait which warmed her and took off her sensations of faintness. The woman had coffee ready-made in the morning and kept in a pot -jar pour la fraîcheur - she made it by pouring over at least ¼ a litre full of coffee a litre of boiling water (a litre is about an English pint) thro’ a strainer - the café au lait  was very good-  then saw the handsome cathedral - the monument in the choir to the memory of the dauphin and dauphiness  father and mother of Louis 16, very fine - worthy of being the chef d’ oeuvre of Couston - In the carriage again and off at 4 40 – Sens is a nice little village - chiefly one good long street thro’ which we passed terminated by 2 belles portes de ville the country around agreeable, closed in by a beautifully shaped range of limestone or chalk hill beautifully covered with corn and vine and pretty well wooded - soon see the Yonne a broad shallow stream (here and there reeds peeping up in the very middle of it) flowing thro’ a fine valley - the vine [clouded] woody hills with stripes of corn, very pretty - very pretty drive from Sens to  Villeneuve Leroy [Villaneuve-le-roi] – a little ville,  much smaller than Sens but with 2 ports de ville, as at Sens - At Joigny at 7 10 – beautiful drive long the fine valley at Yonne all the way from Sens to Joigny  -we had a most agreeable shady drive, chiefly thro’ the forest from Chailly to Fontainebleau and partly thro’ the forest from F- to Fossard a nice little town – ordered dinner at Joigny (hotel des 5 mineurs in the faubourg on this side the 7 arched handsome over the Yonne stone bridge) and  Miss W- and  I walked back into the town and up the steep narrow streets to the church not very large but remarkable for its very lofty nave - the chateau was destroyed in the 1st revolution - then walked along the pretty elm shaded public promenade along the river - (soldiers at drill on the ground near it) - out 50 minutes and pretty good dinner at 8 35 - had our bottle of Champagne we brought from my cave rue St. Victor - wants drinking - very fine day – F72° at 10 35 pm

The Yonne Valley, 1957, Balthus

138: made him cry

I made him cry tonight. Because I forgot his whole name. I feel bad. He remembers everything I said about myself but I forgot his name, what the hell am I thinking.

Wala kasii like how you kept on insisting na hindi kita gustoo ganon na baka hindi pa ako nakaka move on. Na nahihirapan kang magtiwala. Taposss ikaw palaaa di mo naman naalala full name koo sjsjsjsbahahana peroo maliit na bagay lang naman yonn oa langgg ako ngayonn kasi medyo antok na din JSJSHSJSHSNNAA

I feel bad, really. I didn't mean it. I never call him by his name. I just call him by his surname or just 'boss.' I feel worried about what he feels tonight. I'm worried about his heart. I hope he's good. I hope he's okay. I'm scared of hurting and causing pain to him, of wounding him. I need to be careful next time. I don't want to see him cry again. I hate seeing my loved one crying. It is heart-sinking. And it drowns my soul.

I'm praying to You to guide me in loving this man. I hope I'm not spilling hurtful words towards him. I hate hurting him. I care for him. I love him. I don't want to lose him, because losing him means losing myself too. I know we're just starting. I know there will be a lot of dark valleys in the future. But I hope we can get through anything, with You. My Lord, I want You to be in the middle of us. You are our guide. I don't want to mishandle this blessing. I don't wanna lose him.

So please my Lord, help me, help us.

12:38 am

Hello, I hope you're sleeping soundly right now. I hope what happened doesn't bother your heart this night. I just wanna let you know that yes, I forgot your whole name at some point. But I want you to remember this. I will never forget how you made me feel the first time I stared at your eyes for the longest minute. I will never forget the first warm hug you gave that was never uncomfortable to me. I will never forget how genuine you are when you shared your life story and how much you want to trust me with your life. I will never forget how you make me feel wanted, loved, and special every day. Yes, I'm still scared of continuing what we are building, because as they say, whatever falls, crashes right? But as long as I'm holding your hand, even if will fall on the darkest pit, I'm gonna be okay. Because I will never forget you. You're unforgettable. Irreplaceable. You have the most unfeigned heart. I just wanna let you know that you're a blessing to me. And I don't wanna hurt you, I don't wanna cause you pain. I don't wanna mishandle one of the the greatest blessings I have right now. And that's you. So have a peaceful and good night sleep. luvyuuu!! 💙

12:49 am 031721

Fontainebleau to Joigny

Wednesday 25 June 1834 

8½

11

No kiss crept into my own separate bed without kissing or awakening her   Very fine morning Fahrenheit 78º at 8½ a m breakfast till 9¾  Off from Fontainbleau 10 13/.. –

La pont de Moret - Alfred Sisley   Source commons.wikimedia.org

At Moret at 11 10/.., nice little walled villa with large square tower remaining of old castle – picturesque old porte de ville at each end of the goodside street we passed thro’ – very pretty close round the ville – good old bridge (stone) over broad shallow Loing with its poplared banks, and mills, and washer women – and a little beyond bridge over good navigable canal – 

At Sens at 3 35/.. – sent the carriage to la Poste and Adny and I stopt at cafe, just on entering the ville, and in ¾ hour milk got (sought at 5 or 6 places) and boiled and Adny had café au lait which warmed her and took off her sensation of faintness – The woman had coffee ready made in the morning and kept in a pot-jar pour la fraîcheur – she made it by pouring over at least ¼ litre full of coffee a litre of boiling water (a litre is about an English pint) thro’ a strainer – the café au lait was very good – 

Sens cathedral      Source en.wikipedia.org

Then saw the handsome cathedral – the monument in the choir to the memory of the dauphin and the dauphiness father and mother of Louis 16, very fine –worthy of being the chef d’Quvre d’œvre of Coustou – 

In the carriage again and off at 4 10/.. – Sens is a nice little ville – chiefly one good long street thro’ which we passed terminated  by two belles portes de villeand country around agreeable, closed in by a beautifully shaped range of limestone or chalk hill beautifully covered with corn and vine and pretty well wooded – 

Soon see the Yonne a broad shallow stream (here and there reeds peeping up in the very midst of it) flowing thro a fine valley – the vine clad woody hills with stripes of corn, very pretty – very pretty drive from Sens to Villeneuve Leroy – a little ville, much smaller than Sens, but with two portes de ville, as at Sens – 

Yonne valley     Source pxfuel.com

At Joigny at 7 10/.. – beautiful drive along the fine valley of Yonne all the way from Sens to Joigny – we had a most agreeable shady drive, chiefly thro’ the forest from Chailly to Fontainebleau, and partly thro’ the forest from Fontainebleau to Fossard a nice little town – 

Joigny     Source fr.wikipedia.org

Ordered dinner at Joigny - Hotel des 5 Mineurs in the fauburg on this side the 7 arched handsome street bridge over the Yonne and Miss Walker and I walked back into the town and up the steep narrow streets to the church.  Not very large but remarkable for its very lofty nave – the chateau was destroyed in the 1st revolution – then walked along the pretty elm shaded public promenade along the river – (soldiers at drill on the ground near it) – 

Out 50 minutes and pretty soon dined at 8 35/..

Pouring 2 champagne glasses   Source  en.wikipedia.com

Had our bottle of champagne we brought from my cave at rue St Victor – wants drinking – very fine day - Fahrenheit 72º at 10 35/..p m

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1834 June Wednesday 25th

SH:7/ML/E/17/0046

8 1/2

11

No kiss crept into my own separate bed without kissing or awaking her –

very fine morning F78° at 8 1/2 a.m. breakfast till 9 3/4 off from Fountainebleau 10 15/60 = at Moret at 11 10/60 once little walled villa with large square tower remaining of old castle – picturesque old porte de ville at each end of the [goodsil?] street we passed through – very pretty close round the villa – good red bridge (stone) over broad shallow Loing with its poplared banks and mills and washerwomen – and a little beyond bridge over good navigable canal –

at Sens at 3 35/60 – sent the carriage to la poste and Ann and I stopt at the café, just on entering the ville, and in 3/4 hour milk got (sought at 5 or 6 places) and boiled and Adny had had café au lait which warmed her and took off her sensation of faintness – the woman had coffee ready made in the morning and kept in a pot – jar pour la fraîcheur – she made it by pouring over at least 1/4 a litre full of coffee a of boiling water (a litre is about an English pint) through a strainer – the café au lait was very good – then saw the handsome cathedral – the monument on the choir to the memory of the dauphin and dauphiness father and mother of Louis 16, very fine – worthy of being the chef d’œuvre of Coustou – In the carriage again and off at 4 10/60 –

Sens is a nice little ville – chiefly one good long street through which we passed terminated by 2 belles portes de ville the country around agreeably closed in by a beautifully shaped range of limestone or chalk hill beautifully covered with corn and vine and pretty well wooded – soon see the Yonne a broad shallow stream (here and there reeds peeping up in the very middle of it) flowing through a fine valley- the vine clad woody hills with stripes of corn, very pretty –

a very pretty drive from Sens to Villeneauve Leroy – a little ville, much smaller than Sens, but with 2 portes de ville, as at Sens – at Joigny at 7 10/60 – beautiful drive along the fine valley of Yonne all the way from Sens to Joigny – we had a most agreeable shady drive chiefly through the forest from Chailly to Fontainebleau, and partly through the forest from Fontainebleau to - Fossard a nice little town –

ordered dinner at Joigny, Hotel de 5 mineurs in the [unreadable] on this side 7 arched handsome stone bridge over Yonne and Miss Walker and I walked back into the town and up the steep narrow streets to the church not very large but remarkable for its very lofty nave – the chateau was destroyed in the 1st revolution – then walked along the pretty Elm shaded public promenade along the river – (soldiers at drill on the ground near it) – out 50 minutes and pretty good dinner at 8 35/60 – had our bottle of champagne we brought over from my cave rue St Vincent – wants drinking – very fine day – F72° at 10 35/60 p.m. –

James Joyce reads “Anna Livia Plurabelle” from Finnegans Wake 

Well, you know or don't you kennet or haven't I told you every telling has a taling and that's the he and the she of it. Look, look, the dusk is growing! My branches lofty are taking root.

And my cold cher's gone ashley. Fieluhr? Filou! What age is at? It saon is late. 'Tis endless now senne eye or erewone last saw Waterhouse's clogh. They took it asunder, I hurd thum sigh.

When will they reassemble it? O, my back, my back, my bach! I'd want to go to Aches-les-Pains. Pingpong! There's the Belle for Sexaloitez! And Concepta de Send-us-pray! Pang! Wring out the clothes! Wring in the dew! Godavari, vert the showers! And grant thaya grace! Aman. Will we spread them here now? Ay, we will.

Flip ! Spread on your bank and I'll spread mine on mine. Flep! It's what I'm doing. Spread ! It's churning chill. Der went is rising. I'll lay a few stones on the hostel sheets. A man and his bride embraced between them. Else I'd have sprinkled and folded them only.

And I'll tie my butcher's apron here. It's suety yet. The strollers will pass it by. Six shifts, ten kerchiefs, nine to hold to the fire and this for the code, the convent napkins, twelve, one baby's shawl. Good mother Jossiph knows, she said. Whose head? Mutter snores?

Deataceas! Wharnow are alle her childer, say? In kingdome gone or power to come or gloria be to them farther? Allalivial, allalluvial!

Some here, more no more, more again lost alla stranger. I've heard tell that same brooch of the Shannons was married into a family in Spain.

And all the Dunders de Dunnes in Markland's Vineland beyond Brendan's herring pool takes number nine in yangsee's hats. And one of Biddy's beads went bobbing till she rounded up lost histereve with a marigold and a cobbler's candle in a side strain of a main drain of a manzinahurries off Bachelor's Walk. But all that's left to the last of the Meaghers in the loup of the years prefixed and between is one kneebuckle and two hooks in the front. Do you tell me. that now?

I do in troth. Orara por Orbe and poor Las Animas! Ussa, Ulla, we're umbas all! Mezha, didn't you hear it a deluge of times, ufer and ufer, respund to spond? You deed, you deed! I need, I need! It's that irrawaddyng I've stoke in my aars. It all but husheth the lethest zswound. Oronoko ! What's your trouble? Is that the great Finnleader himself in his joakimono on his statue riding the high horse there forehengist? Father of Otters, it is himself! Yonne there! Isset that? On Fallareen Common? You're thinking of Astley's Amphitheayter where the bobby restrained you making sugarstuck pouts to the ghostwhite horse of the Peppers. Throw the cobwebs from your eyes, woman, and spread your washing proper! It's well I know your sort of slop. Flap! Ireland sober is Ireland stiff Lord help you, Maria, full of grease, the load is with me! Your prayers. I sonht zo! Madammangut! Were you lifting your elbow, tell us, glazy cheeks, in Conway's Carrigacurra canteen? Was I what, hobbledyhips? Flop! Your rere gait's creakorheuman bitts your butts disagrees. Amn't I up since the damp dawn, marthared mary allacook, with Corrigan's pulse and varicoarse veins, my pramaxle smashed, Alice Jane in decline and my oneeyed mongrel twice run over, soaking and bleaching boiler rags, and sweating cold, a widow like me, for to deck my tennis champion son, the laundryman with the lavandier flannels? You won your limpopo limp fron the husky hussars when Collars and Cuffs was heir to the town and your slur gave the stink to Carlow. Holy Scamander, I sar it again! Near the golden falls. Icis on us! Seints of light! Zezere! Subdue your noise, you hamble creature! What is it but a blackburry growth or the dwyergray ass them four old codgers owns. Are you meanam Tarpey and Lyons and Gregory? I meyne now, thank all, the four of them, and the roar of them, that draves that stray in the mist and old Johnny MacDougal along with them. Is that the Poolbeg flasher beyant, pharphar, or a fireboat coasting nyar the Kishtna or a glow I behold within a hedge or my Garry come back from the Indes? Wait till the honeying of the lune, love! Die eve, little eve, die! We see that wonder in your eye. We'll meet again, we'll part once more. The spot I'll seek if the hour you'll find. My chart shines high where the blue milk's upset. Forgivemequick, I'm going! Bubye! And you, pluck your watch, forgetmenot. Your evenlode. So save to jurna's end! My sights are swimming thicker on me by the shadows to this place. I sow home slowly now by own way, moy-valley way. Towy I too, rathmine.

Rec: London, 1929  Recording: James Joyce

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10 of the best country campsites in France

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10 of the best country campsites in France

France holidays

The authors of the latest Cool Camping: France book pick the best family-friendly sites from Normandy to the Pyrenees

Chateau Monfreville, France. All photographs courtesy of Cool Camping, France

Chateau Monfreville, France. All photographs courtesy of Cool Camping, France

  France holidays

10 of the best country campsites in France

The authors of the latest Cool Camping: France book pick the best family-friendly sites from Normandy to the Pyrenees

Historic chateau, Normandy

Since its commission – by none other than William the Conqueror – Château de Monfréville, 10km from the Normandy coast, has housed everyone from Walt Disney’s whole family to invading German soldiers. Today it is limited to just 25 tent pitches, with ample room for little ones to roam and Bert the donkey to graze. There’s a natural swimming pond, an honesty shop (stocked with organic veggies from the garden) and fresh pastries delivered each morning. It’s a 30-minute drive to the medieval town of Bayeux, home of the world’s most celebrated tapestry. • Tent and 2 people from €26.50 (tents only)

Rustic retreat, Midi-Pyrénées

About 50km south of Toulouse, the aptly named, Country Camping is surrounded by the sunflower fields of the Haute-Garonne region. There are only 30 pitches, 20 of them dotted among fruit trees, ideal for providing extra shade and for those who fancy picking ripe peaches. There’s a swimming pool, paddling pool and small playground, plus a shaded barbecue area with a wood-fired pizza oven. It’s an easy cycle to the old military village of Saint-Ybars, or drive south into the mountains – the Pyrénées Ariégeoises natural park offers endless outdoor pursuits. • Tent and 2 people from €16

Boules and boats, Dordogne

The family-friendly Camping Le Mondou is roughly divided into two areas in a figure of eight. In the top of the loop is a swimming pool, playground and small restaurant; the lower area has the quietest pitches, broken up by trees and shrubs. Despite the modern touches (the wash-block is brand new, wifi is available and there’s glamping accommodation), old-fashioned tent camping rules, with the quintessentially French atmosphere coming to a head on Tuesday evenings when campers can compete in a relaxed boules tournament to win a bottle of wine. It’s a five-minute walk to the river Dore, where the campsite organises canoe trips. • Tent and 2 people from €13

Eco-friendly, Limousin

There’s an eco-friendly focus at La Jaurie, with a naturally filtering, salt-water swimming pool, composting toilets and rainwater harvesting among the farm’s green credentials. A friendly donkey (rides available in summer) grazes the main camping meadow, bordered by bushes and walnut trees, and the site produces its own honey. Cycle the voie verte track – an old railway line – into the Périgord Limousin natural park, stopping at the activity centre in Bussière-Galant for ziplining and treetop games, or borrow sieves from the campsite and try panning for gold in the river. • Tent and 2 people from €14

B&B, food and camping, Limousin

Tents, campervans and caravans can all be pitched on the grassy tiers below popular B&B Domaine La Chapelle. It gets busy in the summer holidays, as families capitalise on the swimming pool, playground and games courts – volleyball, badminton and more – but as there are only six camping pitches, there’s limited scope for overcrowding. The restaurant at the top of the site is excellent, with food freshly prepared by the campsite owners and far-reaching terrace views. Brive-la-Gaillarde, 7km away, is out of sight but drive the 10 minutes into town and you’ll find an enlightening museum of art and history inside a 16th-century mansion. • Tent and 2 people from €17.50

Swim, paddle, cycle, Burgundy

Perfect for water-lovers, the riverside Huttopia La Plage Blanche campsite in the foothills of the Jura mountains has outdoor and indoor swimming pools and a covered hot tub for those who tire of paddling in the Loue river itself. Kayaks and canoes are available to hire, and an activity centre next door can finish off anyone who isn’t already worn out. Hire bikes from a central wooden lodge (where there’s free wifi and a shop) to cycle the riverside path to Dole, 20km away, where there’s a slew of good restaurants and an excellent science-history museum inside Louis Pasteur’s old home. • Tent and 2 people from €15

Lakeside action, Dordogne

Helmed by personable Dutch owners the van Osta family, Camping Lestaubière is a true gem of the Dordogne camping landscape. With 100 tent pitches scattered around its verdant fields, it somehow manages to feel both sprawling and intimate. The action centres on the reed-fringed freshwater swimming lake, with a floating diving platform a short swim from the stretch of sandy beach. There’s also a swimming pool and shallower toddler’s pool. A beach volleyball court, five-a-side football pitch and summertime animations are just some of the bonus offerings, and the village tennis courts are within walking distance. • Tent and family of 4 from €35.75

Countryside chic, Lot-et-Garonne

Under new management for 2017, La Parenthèse Les Ormes successfully carries off a friendly, intimate vibe despite hosting up to 100 camping families in peak season. The mostly flat pitches are spread around a mini-valley, some of them among trees. The facilities are superb and presented with unexpected style, including a chic pool with cool black sun loungers, and an airy designer restaurant with separate, supervised kids’ corner. Activities as diverse as yoga, reiki, fishing, horse riding and table tennis are all on offer and the site is well placed for exploring Bergerac and the Dordogne. • Tent and 2 people from €18

Merry days, Burgundy

Rochers du Saussois, near Merry Sur Yonn

Merry by name, merry by nature, the bucolic Camping Merry-sur-Yonne site is as tranquil as the river on whose banks it sits. It’s mainly tents, campervans, and caravans, with a couple of recently added modern glamping pods. There’s also a gîte, if you fancy something slightly more plush. Not short on facilities, the site has a cafe-bar restaurant, tennis courts, games room and play zone with giant outdoor chess. Nearby, the 50-metre-high Rochers du Saussois limestone cliffs offer great photo opportunities. • Tent and 2 people from €12

Messing about on the river, Dordogne

The peaceful riverside is the focal point and sets the tone at Camping La Chatonnière, with lazy days of paddling, boating and river swimming. That’s not to say there aren’t other distractions, too (badminton, boules, bikes … and that’s just the bs) but retro water fun reigns supreme, especially in the hot summer Dordogne sun. Most pitches are car-free (although unloading is permitted), which adds to the simple, natural feel of the site. The surroundings are obscenely pretty and sufficiently pristine for this to be a designated nature reserve – the Perigord-Limousin natural park. • Tent and 2 people from €14

• For the full range of camping options, to search instant availability and to book online, visit coolcamping.com.

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The Yonne Valley, 1957, Balthus

The Yonne Valley, 1957, Balthus

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The Yonne Valley, 1957, Balthus

The Yonne Valley, 1957, Balthus

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The Yonne Valley, 1957, Balthus

The Yonne Valley, 1957, Balthus

Wednesday 25 June 1834

8 ½

11

No kiss crept into my own separate bed without kissing or awaking her. Very fine morning F78° at 8 ½ am - breakfast till 9 ¾ - off from Fontainebleau at 10 13 at Moret at 11 10 – nice little walled villa with large square tower remaining of old castle - picturesque old porte de ville at each end of the goodish street we passed thro’ - very pretty close round the ville - good old bridge (stone) over broad shallow Loing with its poplared banks and mills and waster women - and a little beyond bridge over good navigable canal - at Sens at 3 35 – sent the carriage to ‘la poste’ and A- and I stopt at cafe (just on entering the ville) and in ¾ hour milk got (sought at 5 or 6 places) boiled and Adny had had a café au lait which warmed her and took off her sensations of faintness. The woman had coffee ready-made in the morning and kept in a pot -jar pour la fraîcheur - she made it by pouring over at least ¼ a litre full of coffee a litre of boiling water (a litre is about an English pint) thro’ a strainer - the café au lait  was very good-  then saw the handsome cathedral - the monument in the choir to the memory of the dauphin and dauphiness  father and mother of Louis 16, very fine - worthy of being the chef d’ oeuvre of Couston - In the carriage again and off at 4 40 – Sens is a nice little village - chiefly one good long street thro’ which we passed terminated by 2 belles portes de ville the country around agreeable, closed in by a beautifully shaped range of limestone or chalk hill beautifully covered with corn and vine and pretty well wooded - soon see the Yonne a broad shallow stream (here and there reeds peeping up in the very middle of it) flowing thro’ a fine valley - the vine [clouded] woody hills with stripes of corn, very pretty - very pretty drive from Sens to  Villeneuve Leory [Villaneuve-le-roi] – a little ville,  much smaller than Sens but with 2 ports de ville, as at Sens - At Joigny at 7 10 – beautiful drive long the fine valley at Yonne all the way from Sens to Joigny  -we had a most agreeable shady drive, chiefly thro’ the forest from Chailly to Fontainebleau and partly thro’ the forest from F- to Fossard a nice little town – ordered dinner at Joigny (hotel des 5 mineurs in the faubourg on this side the 7 arched handsome over the Yonne stone bridge) and  Miss W- and  I walked back into the town and up the steep narrow streets to the church not very large but remarkable for its very lofty nave - the chateau was destroyed in the 1st revolution - then walked along the pretty elm shaded public promenade along the river - (soldiers at drill on the ground near it) - out 50 minutes and pretty good dinner at 8 35 - had our bottle of Champagne we brought from my cave rue St. Victor - wants drinking - very fine day – F72° at 10 35 pm