Parisians love their Sunday brunch, a long leisurely affair that can last for hours and can keep you fueled until dinner time. I experienced a number of firsts during the course of a long but lovely day today. Not that it is unusual when I am in Paris for this to occur, there …
As the razor dropped onto the floor of the shower, the handle breaking away from the blade, instinctively, I jerked all toes up in the air to avoid damage. Thwack! The pain shot through my left foot. A few expletives and a fair amount of moaning followed. The pain in my foot was worse …
After yesterday’s massacre, the streets of the Marais were unusually quiet today, despite it being the normally very busy lunch hour. My favourite Boulangerie was closed, but for most, it was business as usual as I approached Petit fer a Cheval. A couple of weeks back I met a nice Australian couple at one of Jim …
Thud thud thud, ring ring! I woke with a start, I was waiting for someone to shout out POLICE OPEN UP to follow the urgent ringing and banging at my door. Who could this be. Julien is the only person who knows the two codes to enter the apartment block. Fumbling to strap on the wonder shoe …