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Musical Monday: Soundtracks #1
Posted on 26/01/2026 by Sheree
I’ve reported on a whole variety of songs: ones by artists I’ve seen live, covers, duets and those deemed iconic. I’m now turning my attention to what might be called “Soundtracks” those featured in films, television shows and advertisements.
First up, the opening credits and theme tune for Unforgotten, a UK TV show about cold cases starring Nicola Walker, is All We Do by Oh Wonder released in 2014.
Oh Wonder are an English, London-based alt-pop duo consisting of Anthony Vander West and Josephine Vander West – yes, they’re married. Since releasing their debut album, they have seen international success with their alt-pop singles.
Oh Wonder recorded and released one song a month for a year, starting in September 2014. All of the songs were released together as a self-titled debut album on 4 September 2015. On 14 July 2017, the duo released their second album, Ultralife. On 12 February 2020, they released their third album, No One Else Can Wear Your Crown. On 8 October 2021, the now-married duo released their fourth studio album, 22 Break.
All four albums were written, recorded, produced, and mixed by the duo and have seen cross-platform success. The band played sold-out shows in London, Paris, New York, and Los Angeles one week after their debut album release, which marked the beginning of their touring career.
The ethereal (and extremely catchy) theme song All We Do sets the tone for the programme, with lyrics that reflect the cat-and-mouse relationship that develops between the suspects and the central duo, DCI Cassie Stuart (played by Nicola Walker) and DI Sunny Khan (Sanjeev Bhaskar).
The lyrics “All we do is hide away” and “all we do is lie and wait” are particularly relevant to the show’s premise that cold case cops Cassie and Sunny make it their mission to solve historic crimes and catch the perpetrators who have long been able to “hide away”.
As always, don’t forget to let me know your thoughts.
The Numbers Game 26, Monday 26 January, 2026
Posted on 26/01/2026 by Sheree
Today’s lucky number yielded 101 photos from which I’ve selected 6 at random.






The challenge is kindly hosted by Life Lessons – a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown
To play along, go to your WP Media file and type that number (230) into the search bar. Then post a selection of the photos you find including that number and post a link to your blog in Judy’s Numbers Game blog of the day – easy!
French Fancies: Duralex
Posted on 25/01/2026 by Sheree
Duralex is a French manufacturer of tempered glassware, founded in 1945 in La Chapelle-Saint-Mesmin. The company is known for using a proprietary glass tempering process, developed by Saint-Gobain in the 1930s, which makes its products 2.5 times more resistant to mechanical shock and thermal shock than traditional glass.

The brand evokes a mix of nostalgia and pride and is a symbol of French patriotism and industrial savoir faire. Famous for designs like the Picardie and Gigogne tumblers, Duralex has faced financial difficulties but was most recently saved by a worker cooperative in July 2024 and, again, more recently by funding from the public.
How it all began
The factory in La Chapelle-Saint-Mesmin was initially established in late 19th century nitially produced carboys and jars. François Coty purchased the business in 1930 and renamed it Verreries de la Chapelle Saint-Mesmin, using the facility to manufacture his perfume bottles.

Duralex was officially founded in 1945 and became the first company in the world to apply the tempering process to produce everyday tableware. This process, which involves rapidly cooling heated glass, makes the final product at least 2.5 times more resistant to impact and thermal shock than non-tempered glass.
The Duralex brand name is derived from the Latin motto “dura lex, sed lex” (“the law is harsh, but it is the law”).

The company’s first model, the Gigogne glass, was released in 1946 and became a staple in French canteens and bistros. The nine-faceted Picardie glass followed in 1954 and achieved immediate global success, becoming one of the most recognisable glassware designs in the world.
To make the glasses, a mix of sand, soda ash and limestone, the exact proportions of which are a closely guarded secret, is heated in a vast overhead oven to 1,400C. Glowing globs of molten glass drop into iron casts that are blasted with a flame of gas. The red-hot glass is instantly pounded into shape, sprung from the mould, snatched by metal pincers and placed on a conveyor belt.

The glass is inspected for faults. During a production run, more than a dozen samples of whatever is being made will be randomly removed and subjected to stress tests. In the quality control room, the products are heated to 150C then plunged into cold water to see if they resist a thermic shock, and dropped from the height of a kitchen counter onto a metal sheet to see if they shatter. They will be tested for stackability and then weighed and the glass thickness measured. If they pass – great – if they fail, everything stops and the machines are recalibrated.

The company claims its glass is microwave, freezer and dishwasher-safe and will not turn cloudy or lose its colour, which is in the glass rather than on it. When they do break, Duralex glasses shatter into small pieces rather than shards, reducing the injury risk. Having owned a set of their glasses for many years I can confirm the veracity of their claims.

Duralex glasses have become iconic, appearing in films, featured in the collections of design museums like the Musée des Arts Décoratifs in Paris and the MoMA in New York, and used by various celebrities, from James Bond to Real Madrid football players.
Despite its popularity, Duralex faced financial difficulties, filing for bankruptcy in 2008 and again in 2024. In January 2021, the company was acquired by the International Cookware group (later renamed La Maison française du verre), which also owns the Pyrex brand.

In November 2022, production was temporarily halted due to soaring energy prices, the firm’s largest and most worrying expense. The factory uses 360 cubic metres of gas an hour. To put this in perspective, the average French household uses under 100 cubic metres of gas a year.

In July 2024, after being placed into receivership, a significant development occurred: a proposal supported by a majority of employees to transition the company to a workers’ cooperative (SCOP) was accepted by the Commercial Court of Orléans, preserving all jobs and securing the company’s future, with support from government funding. Today, 180 of the 243 employees are “associates” in the company.
Since the company became a staff cooperative, turnover has increased by 22% and it was hoped Duralex would break even by 2027.
But the story doesn’t end there. In November 2025, the company asked the French public for money. An appeal for €5m of emergency funding to secure the immediate future of the glassworks took just five hours and 40 minutes to reach its target. Within 48 hours, the total amount pledged had topped €19m. (Note as a co-operative, the company can only accept €5m.)
Potential investors will be issued with securities that pay 8% interest over seven years but give no company voting rights. The maximum investment was set at €1,000 per head.
François Marciano, (pictured below) director general of Duralex, said the response had astonished everyone at the company.

The €5m raised will be used to modernise the factory and develop new products. These include a partnership with the Élysée presidential palace shop to sell a set of three of its Gigogne glasses in red, white and blue, marked RF for République Française.

Even better, the appeal prompted a tsunami of orders, so many that the company is now struggling to keep up.
All images courtesy of Duralex
The Musette: Vanilla scented roast grapes
Posted on 24/01/2026 by Sheree
I love both the taste and scent of vanilla. I typically buy my Madagascan vanilla pods in bulk. Some of these I’ll steep in vodka to make my own vanilla extract.
Roasting does something magicalᅳit crisps up the skins, while inside? Soft, juicy goodness. Oh, and the colour? Think deep, wine-like shades that make these grapes taste even more intense.
This simple trick turns grapes from a snack into something you’ll want on everything. Sweet with chicken, and just enough tang to make your desserts pop – who knew roasted grapes could be this fun?
Ingredients (serves 3)
- 1kg (2 lb) seedless red grapes, stems removed
- 2 tbsp sugar
- 1/2 tsp fine sea salt
- 1 fat vanilla bean, seeds scraped, pod reserved
- 1 tbsp balsamic vinegar
Method
1. Preheat oven to 425°F and place the grapes on a lined baking tray.

2. In a small bowl, mix together the sugar, salt and vanilla seeds, then sprinkle the mixture over the grapes. Add the vinegar, reserved vanilla pod and toss to coat.

3. Bake, stirring occasionally, until the grapes soften and begin to burst, approx. 25–30 minutes.

4. Serve warm with thick, cold cream or set aside to cool and transfer to an airtight container. (The grapes will keep for up to 1 week in the fridge.)
Friday’s Tall Tales #136
Posted on 23/01/2026 by Sheree
Whenever I photograph a door or gate I wonder about its provenance, who and what has happened across said door or gate, and what lies beyond.
I thought I might pick one from my sextet of Thursday’s Doors and tell you a bit more about it or……maybe even weave a story about it.
This is the front door to Bar Garlochi in Seville, a unique, late-night, must-see institution in the Old Town, near the Plaza de la Alfalfa, reknowned for its surreal, religious-themed decor.
From a spot of on line research, I understand the small, atmospheric space is decorated from floor to ceiling in what has been described as “Catholic kitsch”. The air is often filled with the scent of incense, adding to the chapel-like atmosphere. Even as the area around it has gentrified, this dive has held onto its grit.
While the concept might seem sacrilegious, the owner Miguel Fragoso, a native of Seville, considers himself a devout man. None of the antiques on display were blessed or ever used in worship services. Fragoso opened Bar Garlochí in June, 1978 and named the place for a poem by Rafael de León, which reads,:
Come and wait for me, come to me. And I will give it to you, my garlochí.
The word garlochi means “heart” in the local Roma slang.
I’ve read that the bar can get very busy, particularly at weekends. Its most famous cocktail, “The Blood of Christ,” is made with grenadine, cava and whisky. Reviews describe it as sweet and intoxicating. Drink prices are on the moderate side and it’s cash only.
Flora and Fauna Friday #136
Posted on 23/01/2026 by Sheree
Thursday doors #317
Posted on 22/01/2026 by Sheree
Given my recent trip to Paris, you might expect that these would be Parisian Portes but no, I’m still featuring Spanish doors from my trip to Seville earlier last year.
Thursday Doors is a weekly feature allowing door lovers to come together to admire and share their favourite door photos from around the world. Feel free to join in the fun by creating your own Thursday Doors post each week and then sharing your link in the comments’ on Dan’s site, anytime between Thursday morning and Saturday noon (North American Eastern Time).
One more trip to Paris
Posted on 21/01/2026 by Sheree
Because a girl can never have too many trips to the City of Light, can she?
After our trip last January, I had hoped to find time to fit in another trip to Paris in 2025, specifically to see a couple of exhibitions which have now finished, but I sadly didn’t.
After last year’s trip, my beloved accused me of making him do too much and walk too far! Consequently, this year’s trip was a whole week rather than just four days. I’d also booked a hotel with a gym, pool and spa, as per his request. Even so, I still found it hard to fit in everything I wanted to see and do.
We rather like visiting Paris in the winter months as there are fewer tourists and we don’t mind the damp/snowy weather, we just wrap up warmly. Frankly, it’s an opportunity to use some of the clothes we never wear at home in the south of France. Mind you, it was unexpectedly mild in Paris so the woolies stayed in the suitcase.
I spend hours beforehand planning our itinerary. I try to ensure that our museum visits and lunches take place in the same arrondissement yet allow plenty of time for walking around and window shopping – my favourite type of shopping. I also have to take account of what my OH wants to do, though this time he only came up with an immersive experience which I was more than happy to book for him. After my unfortunate experience last year at the Notre-Dame one, I’m steering well clear of these.
We arrived by train on Monday afternoon, not a great day for visiting museums as most of them are shut. So it’s an ideal day for travelling in my book. We walked from the Gare de Lyon to our hotel, checked in and discovered we’d been upgraded – always a delightful surprise.
There are lots of suggestions on social media as to how to engineer an upgrade. I don’t follow any such advice but am frequently upgraded. I put it down to hotels being nice to a smart looking couple of spritely retirees.
There was just time to check out the gym before heading out to dinner at an old Cyril Lignac favourite in 11th before returning to our hotel for a nightcap. We were up and out early the next morning for breakfast. Just a short stroll from our hotel was a gem called Leonie’s which we patronised every morning and will probably pop up as a French fancy.
We were basically spending the entire day, including cocktails, in the Marais so didn’t have far to walk. It’s an area my beloved also enjoys, hence no complaints from him! He decided to revisit the Notre-Dame though it was much as we’d seen it last and then we popped into the Carnavalet to see a fascinating exhibition on the people in Paris (1926 – 1936), as per the population censuses.
We also found time to pop into the Fondation Azzedine Alaia to see some superlative frocks. I’m always amazed at how much my beloved enjoys these exhibitions. This one offered a contrast between the designs of Christian Dior and those of Alaia.
The Wednesday was spent entirely in 1st arrondissement, largely because I was keen to see the new Fondation Cartier, which had relocated from 14th. We also popped into the Bourse de Commerce and lunched at Le Tout Paris, returning to the hotel again later for cocktails.
Thursday saw us heading to the Left Bank which started with breakfast at Café Flore, before visiting a church, a small museum and, thanks to Paris Deco, rather a large number of interior’s shops. We then enjoyed luncheon and later cocktails in the bar of one of our favourite hotels which has recently been taken over by Mandarin Oriental. The afternoon was largely spent at Le Bon Marché, it’s sister store Le Grand Epicerie and shops in the surrounding streets.
Another revisit to Fondation Louis Vuitton on Friday in 16th arrondissement to see its Gerhard Richter exhibition, with lunch in-house at Frank’s. It was all too easy to while away the afternoon in 16th before concluding with cocktails at the St James Hotel.
The weekend was spent in the 7th and 8th arrondissements whose leading shops unfortunately no longer bore their magnificent festive decorations. We visited the Grand Palais to see its renovations finally unveiled and lunched at La Réserve, the most discreet of all the Parisian hotels.
Sunday was spent revelling in 100 years of Art Deco at MAD and enjoying afternoon tea at the Ritz.
On Monday we checked out a recently opened furniture and design store, where we also lunched. Then, it was sadly time to return home.
A business colleague of my OH’s, who’s no stranger to Paris, visited the City of Light over Christmas with his family, and asked me beforehand to suggest a few places to visit. I obliged, putting together a detailed itinerary. He did say it was the best trip they’d ever had to Paris – planning and preparation, planning and preparation.
What we did over the Festive Season
Posted on 20/01/2026 by Sheree
It feels like I’ve been away for forever…………….okay, bit of an exaggeration! However, I did think it only fair to let you know what occasioned the long break.
My first task before Christmas, which continued between Christmas and New Year, was to Marie Kondo the office, something I’ve been putting off for a while, largely because most of the clutter is my OH’s. In addition, there are quite strict rules in France over what papers you should keep and for how long. I’ve quite probably erred on the conservative side and have now had a massive clearout of corporate and personal paperwork. The poor paper shredder didn’t know what had hit it and had a couple of meltdowns. I now have eight large dustbin bags of shredded paper and I’ve not yet finished.
It’s also that time of year when we dispose of stuff that’s simply worn out or we no longer love. I have to be quite strict with my OH here as he’s reluctant to let go of anything. I also apply the same criteria to the linen cupboard.
That’s the boring stuff over with, and now……….
The last few years, our festive season has followed a similar path: a few days away in early December, Christmas and New Year’s Eves at home, Christmas and New Year’s Days’ luncheon spent at nearby hotels enjoying their buffets.
This year took an interesting turn when my OH, the designated driver during the festive period, suggested that we spend a few days away over both Christmas and New Year. A suggestion I wholly embraced, and what a good idea it turned out to be.
Since we were enjoying the Carlton‘s splendid Christmas Day buffet, it made sense to stay there, particularly as I’m a member of IHG hotels. We arrived early, thinking we’d just drop off our luggage before lunch.
We parked in our usual car park, around the back of the hotel, and walked up to the front door carrying our modest amount of luggage. The four doormen fought for the honour of divesting us of our bag. As we entered the hotel, we were warmly greeted by one of the receptionists by name and escorted to reception. After the briefest of formalities we were whisked upstairs to an upgraded room which contained a fruit bowl, a selection of macarons and a chilling bottle of Brad Pitt’s Miraval rose wine. Membership clearly has its benefits.
The hotel had stepped up its buffet offering this year and I ate an indecent amount of oysters, lobster (hot and cold) and caviar. Lucky then that I was wearing my special buffet trousers (elasticated waist). That evening we enjoyed drinks on the house in the hotel bar – another membership perk.
We dined and drank in-house with the exception of breakfast which we enjoyed at one of the many Cannes cafés, sitting outside in the sunshine during our early morning walks. Understandably, afternoons were spent in the gym and spa.
Unfortunately, the electricity supply in our bedroom kept failing and despite the best efforts of the in-house technicians, they were unable to guarantee a trouble-free stay. Consequently, we were upgraded again and this time to a sea view room. I often say that the difference between good and great companies is how they deal with challenges. When we checked out they knocked a sizeable bar bill off our final invoice without any prompting from me. So, I’d say the Carlton passed with flying colours and we’ll probably be staying there again this Christmas.
We also enjoyed a lunchtime (and lunch) horse racing meeting at the Hippodrome. This time it was hurdles rather than trotting. My sisters, who both have accounts at William Hill, were sending us suggestions as to where we might place our bets. They were surprisingly accurate but we ended all square, not too shabby.
New Year’s Day we enjoyed the buffet at the Negresco and after lunch strolled around to the Anantara Plaza hotel and checked in for two nights. We chose that particular hotel because it’s right in the centre of town and we regularly enjoy eating and drinking there. This gave us an opportunity to check out Nice’s Christmas attractions and stroll around parts of Nice we rarely visit. It was a great success and proved to us that Nice is nowhere near as noisy as we’d anticipated.
We then had a week of continuing with the clear up in the office and preparing all the year end papers for our accountants. Next up, my birthday trip to Paris, which I’ll cover tomorrow.
Happy New Year
Posted on 01/01/2026 by Sheree
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