She was found wounded and amnesic by a vinous old farmer who, charitable and eccentric (or just radiantly bonkers), nursed her back to health in some ramshackle barn or outbuilding of his after the local Gendarmerie had investigated, photographed, swept up and hosed down the crash scene.

All your anxious care, all your unwinking vigilance, is necessary to preserve you from your great adversary.

That sign, and others like it, encourage an affluent senior market to visit our area during the nonski months.

He retailed to them the curious interchange of phrases he had overheard on the journey from Aleppo.