We love publishing your reviews. They’re honest (mostly!) objective, (hopefully) unrelated to advertising (bien sûr!) and cover a wide range of tastes, prices, and places. You might not always agree, the chef might be having a bad day, your standards might be higher….or lower – but they give you an idea of what’s available.

Maybe you’re in training for the Tour de France, or the crossing of the Pyrenees via the GR10…..or maybe your GP has advised you to lose a few of those extra kilos!

You know how it is don’t you? When someone asks a question you’ve had a hundred times already in the last month. It’s at a dinner party and you have to somehow resist the overwhelming urge to stab them in the eye with your fork. That’s how it was immediately after we returned to the UK after eleven years in the PO. That question? “So, what made you come back then?” Arrrgggghhhhhh!!!!

Dubbed as the French Elvis, with leather biker jackets, husky voice, craggy face, wide boy swagger, little boy smile, Johnny Hallyday, known simply as ‘Johnny’, has left us.