Sharing food
We spent a few days visiting and being as helpful and cheerful as we could be. All our meals were eaten at a table in the small downstairs room where … Continue reading
Poesie
Searching for a great Italian coffee, we found a small cafe in Rue Charlot, sort of trended-out and full of everything ‘bio’, almost verging on what they call a … Continue reading
Happy Birthday To You
The man taking apart the scaffolding round the corner was whistling Happy Birthday To You at top volume, and I realised I had never heard anyone whistling that tune. It … Continue reading
Brocante
The police put a note on the front door. It was about parking. Actually it was about not parking. It was about not parking on the street on Thursday the … Continue reading
The Exact Centre of Paris
my exact centre is not the Point Zéro described at the end of the last stay, but this curve of rounded paving slab at an apex in Place Théodore Herzl … Continue reading
Musée de la Vie Romantique 2
Another slightly mad museum, not far from its bed-fellow, Musée Gustav Moreau. Not much in it, except for itself, the former studio of the painter Ari Scheffer, friend of Georges … Continue reading
Les Passages
Some of The Passages remain unchanged in spite of an ever-changing Paris. They are as brown and glazed as they were for Walter Benjamin, and lead you on an almost … Continue reading
The Horses of Cirque d’Hiver
2 March Monday I am getting closer and closer to making a visit to the Circus. I find myself detouring to the right hand side of the front entrance. The … Continue reading
More Church Music
We like to drop in to the Armenian church to listen to music. We can leave the house ten minutes before any music begins and then we are there and … Continue reading
notes from an urban hibernation 