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Dido The Wonder Dog

Dido the wonder dog wandered the gardens of the Luxembourg Residence. She roamed the parapets and barked at the crows. They burst into flight at the sound of her claws scrabbling across the pebbled driveway. At night Dido slept in my rooms, when her mistress was away. I liked her fine and she loved my […]

THE DEATH OF ME by Peter Nolan Smith

Last December I attended the opening of the “Dream’ exhibition at Luxembourg’s Mudam Museum. Madame l’Ambassador bailed from the event early for a formal dinner with diplomats. I was not invited for supper. “It’s a diplomatic thingee.” Madame l’Ambassador explained, as we walked through a thickening fog to the waiting Jaguar. “I understand.” A writer-in-residence […]

– 8 Centrigrade in Luxembourg

Last evening Madame l’Ambassador drove from Oxford to Luxembourg in frigid temperature. The interior of the Porsche Boxster was well-heated and I dozed off several times in the passenger seat. Upon waking each time I asked, if she wanted me to drive. Thankfully Madame l’Ambassador refused every offer, as the Porsche ate the motorways of […]

Sleep Like A Baby

Last evening Madame l’Ambassador and I attended a concert by the saxist Joshua Redman, the son of Dewey Redman. We had spent the day touring Triers’ roman ruins and I was feeling a little frayed by the time we arrived at the Luxembourg Philharmonic. “I might fall asleep,” I warned the ambassador. It was a […]

Man Lost

Men never get lost. Women know the opposite to be true, because men will resist any suggestions from a woman to prove that he isn’t lost. Last weekend the ambassador and I set out from Luxembourg for a long bike ride in the country. We missed the train to our original destination, because I got […]