It’s the summer sales on here in Paris, July 27th – August 5th. I went along on Day 1 with Milene (who was visiting us from London) and Tania & her daughter Sasha (who were visiting us from Montreal) and 2 million other locals and tourists alike. We wove our way from our flat in the 1st to the big department stores in the 9th arrondisements, stopping at a dozen little boutiques along the way, a pair of shoes here, a teddy’s bear picnic tea set there, some sexy jeans just because and some antique jewellery that was absolutely and undeniably original and fantastic, and that was just the first day! Since then both alone, and accompanied by Michelle we’ve trudged the same ground, looked at the same bags, the same shorts, the same pillows, the same shoes and we’ve been very very vigilant. Nothing other than absolute necessities are considered…

It was a lovely visit last week with the girls. Sadly Michelle was off working hard (visiting pyramids and sitting through light and sound shows) in Cairo so she missed the entire visit and the chance to meet one of the best 2 years old’s I’ve ever had the opportunity to meet. Sasha was my dream child. So well behaved, so well spoken, so good and so beautiful, it was a pleasure having her and her mum come to visit. And Milene? It was great… so cool to have her here in Paris, we normally get to see our godson and his adorable sister when we see Milene, but this time we forgive her, mum was free and having a ball!

Michelle lucked out this time. I’m expecting a postcard to add to my very sad postcard collection. (hint, hint…)