Monsieur Caviste
I can’t remember his name, so I’ll call him Monsieur Caviste, because that’s what he was. I wonder what he’s doing now. My best guess is that he’s one of thos...
I can’t remember his name, so I’ll call him Monsieur Caviste, because that’s what he was. I wonder what he’s doing now. My best guess is that he’s one of thos...
So the other day I’m walking along East Street on the way to the station. It’s cold, dark and it’s 6.35am or so. And I look round, quite deliberately, to the ...