The Rolling Stones: Stones In Exile

CANNES is a strange place. It sits on the Cote D'Azur beckoning the rich to part with their dollars, pounds and francs in glorious sunshine. If France conjures up a picture of bearded revolutionaries, visit Cannes where anyone in blue jeans is an "'ippi'", where gigantic sailing yachts litter the harbour with pennants from all over the globe and where a hotel without chandeliers is like a pub with no beer.