Letter form the Editor-in-Chif

or some time my happy place has been a tiny town called Bargemon, in France, where I got married and every year spend a few weeks doing very little. Editing a magazine is a noisy game, so the kind of quiet available in Bargemon feels like a revolutionary change — it provides a contentment and catharsis that perhaps other people get from yoga retreats or weekends in Ibiza. Bargemon is also far from the crowds south of the A8. The remote hills of the