A badly leaking roof. A nasty letter from the taxman. A broken microwave. I could go on with the events of my weekend, but since bad luck comes in threes, I’m not roping anything else in with this cosmic disaster, or I’ll be living proof that hitting that third bout of bad luck in no way guarantees you immunity from any further pitfalls.
So to cheer myself up, I thought I’d share a few more pictures from my recent trip to Nice. If anything else goes wrong I’ll be jumping on the first plane bound for the Cote d’Azur.