With so many plans and places to tick off, I’m exhausted, I left the apartment late, kicking myself I had missed such a lovely sunny day and walked around aimlessly. Had a coffee at Petit fer a Cheval, my favourite bar in Paris and then just wandered, when I came across rue Volta, I remembered …
I can never determine what time it is or what the weather is like, when I first wake up in the morning. Waking early, I popped my head out the window and it was cold and raining. Hopping back into bed with a cup of tea, I pondered how I could keep out of the …
Christmas and New Year bring out all types of emotions for many. Reflectiveness, sadness, excitement, happiness, but for a guy below my apartment, it makes him want to shout to the world at the top of his lungs. I have no idea what he is saying but it doesn’t stop. First Christmas and now New …
In a city that doesn’t seem to have too many issues wearing fur, decked out in my new fur scarf that has a tail and two feet at either end, I hunted down The Musee de la Chase et de la Nature. The Museum of Hunting & Nature. A warning, this may upset some folk. …
When I surfaced from the Guimard designed Eglise d’Auteuil metro station, there was a sense of serenity, a gentle hum, unlike the bustling crowds of Le Marais. The Auteuil quarter, in the westernmost part of Paris, a former town, between the Seine and the Bois de Boulogne, is now a part of Paris. Rue d’Auteuil, …
About 26 years ago, Paris was up in arms. There was talk of building a pyramid in the main courtyard of Le Louvre. Now I M Pei’s creation is a reality and has become another iconic landmark in Paris. When the Pyramid was a mere conception, that was the last time I visited Le Louvre. …
The 9th arrondissement is mostly, a pretty swanky part of Paris, at the base of Montmartre. It encompases, the Palais Garnier, the Opera House, Boulevard Haussmann, Galleries La Fayette and some seriously good food shops. Feeling like a kid in a candy shop, walking across one side of the street to the other, peering …
There is something about Sundays in Paris I love. Apart from the odd person walking their dog, or another scurrying off to market, the streets are quiet, in the morning. I took this opportunity to take some photos before the crowds hit the street for church and Sunday brunch. At numbers 11-13, on rue …
My good friend Peter and I had a nice lunch with a lovely French friend of his, who he tutored English many moons ago, when we were all young and free, in the 80’s. Afterwards, he had a business meeting and I decided, I might try to find some great over the knee boots, I …