Jeremy Clarke Jeremy Clarke

Low life | 10 November 2016

At a café in Arles I drank coffee and reflected on that red-headed madman Van Gogh

issue 12 November 2016

I didn’t fancy the hotel breakfast, so I wandered into Arles old town looking for a café. The weather and the season had changed overnight. The day before had been hot, golden and still. This morning an icy wind was yanking the last of the dying leaves from the plane trees and my thin canvas jacket was no defence against it.

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