Thérèse has just launched her third book, ‘Let it Shine’ which you can order here. However, we must not forget about the equally brilliant India’s Summer and Letter from Paris which you can find links to purchase here. India’s Summer was released in 2011 to rave reviews by some of the following household names; “India’s fascinating character is what makes India’s Summer a compelling read. She is trying to make a big shift in her life, in her career,...
With the release of her new book, ‘Let It Shine’, Thérèse has been busy doing interviews across Northern Ireland. You can listen to her on the links below to get a real understanding of what the book entails, her journey so far and how she has found her light again through creativity. BBC Radio Ulster; The Lynette Fay Show WeTransfer; Anne and Lady Thérèse Robinson
This little light of mine Hello. Welcome back old friend …and lovely to meet you if you’re new to my ramblings. It’s been quite a while since I’ve posted and frankly in many ways I feel like a completely different person. In March 2020, Ken and I flew from California to London. We were relocating, planning our third act, buying a house in Oxford where we would run courses, write books, and maybe even slow down a little. Within...
“Two countries separated by a common language” – George Bernard Shaw Since being here, some things have been lost in translation. You’ll see what I mean in a minute. Our London flat (apartment) is still largely unfurnished. I must get a move on (hurry up with) this because my husband arrives tomorrow and among other things we need clothes hangers (coat hangers). There are built-in wardrobes (closets) with rails, but curiously no drawers for jumpers (sweaters). The sitting room...
“A handbag?” – Lady Bracknell, The Importance of Being Earnest. The English are very polite. I was reminded of this at the end of my first Pilates class this week. Somewhat zoned out from having reconnected with my pelvic floor, I watched the others take a black water bottle from a ledge and return to clean their mats. Following suit I took a water bottle and the Japanese style cleaning pouch next to it. I was giving my mat...
It’s raining. Again. That’s all I’m going to say on the subject. Actually no, much more must be said on this subject. Rain here does not come down from the sky in rivulets that cascade gently over your umbrella allowing you on arrival to resemble the person who left home. No. This is English rain. It comes in sideways, driven by the wind that renders your polka dot parapluie useless. Our apartment is south of the river across Hammersmith...
“The band will get back together when hell freezes over” – Don Henley, 1982. Hell froze over in 1994 when The Eagles reunited and broke all box office records. When we emigrated from England to California eighteen years ago I could not see us ever moving back, which is why I’m going round in something of a daze now that we’ve become bi-coastal. The idea to split our time between Europe and LA began with my love affair with...
“Louis. I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship” – Casablanca. You may have noticed an absence of blog posts these last few weeks. I do apologise but frankly I have been in the depths of despair. Last month disaster struck when Amélia, the French teacher I told you about in Karma Chameleon, accepted a job in film production. This left me without my bi-weekly fix of all things Française at Café Bouchon. I was bereft. What...
“Don’t you think you’re too old to sing rock n’ roll? Some guy said to me. I said – You’d better check with Mick Jagger”– Cher. Why, I ask you, is there an international media debate whenever France’s First Lady Brigitte Macron ‘dares’ to wear leather pants, skinny jeans or above the knee skirts? This is an ageist, feminist and cultural issue. There’s none of that nonsense in France. Vogue and Paris Match adore her style. Brigitte is sexy...