New Chapters on the French Riviera

Once dinner was over, the tables had been cleared and the dishwasher loaded, Guy had sent Zoe home and finished wiping down the work surfaces and doing the final tidying up of the kitchen himself, before turning off the kitchen lights and making his way upstairs.

Taking off his chef’s whites, he had a quick refreshing shower, pulled on a clean polo shirt, boxers, a pair of shorts and he was ready for a traditional ‘winding down’ glass or two of wine on the roof terrace after a busy evening.

Down below, lamp posts along the bord de mer shone their lights on the traffic moving in both directions and in return were illuminated by car headlights driving west towards Juan-les-Pins and Cannes and eastwards along the curve of the coast, where the lights of Nice airport could be seen.

Inland, lights shone from Antibes town into the back country, where they glowed from the villas and apartment blocks in the villages and small towns that populated the countryside.