There are times to celebrate, and there are times to salute. The former invariably falls in the category of the merry and joyous. The latter marks the passage of time…not as in good or bad…..just mileage. Today is such a day. And with a 2004 St Emilion and a book that was sent to me last year but didn’t get the attention it deserved – Soldiers – I am suitable tucked up in bed for an evening down history lane. Add to that a tad of Tabu on my wrists (vintage fragrance from 1932 by Jean Carles – if the Weimar Republic ever had a scent it must have been this!) and the last episode of the (often) violent yet passionate history of the Romanov’s and the evening is complete.

the end of a long week

and the start of a new chapter