Jeremy Clarke Jeremy Clarke

I have been ambushed by the past

My own and other people’s nostalgic narratives have always appalled me but now I’m wallowing in them

Le chef led us to 12 kilometres of unspoilt beach in the sprawling concrete hideousness of the South of France. Credit: aceshot

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