Friday night I had the pleasure to tag along to see Diane Dufresne, the Quebecoise who people either seem to love or hate. I’m a bit closer to the later, but the concert itself was brilliant and just long enough to enjoy, not too long to get tired of the shrieking. Her sense of style is wonderful, she was dressed to the nine’s and looked fabulous with a bunch of flowers in her hair. Accompanied by the French pianist Gérard Daguerre the show was at the magnificent theatre Bouffes du Nord behind the Gare du Nord. Afterwards we all went back to Valeries apartment in St Ouen for a late supper overlooking the eiffel tower. It was lovely.

We hung about all day Saturday, Michelle went to the hairdresser, the beautician, and the thai takeout, while I read, answered emails and watched some episodes from series 2 of ’24’.

Saturday night we were invited to a private soirée for a birthday party at Vintage. Despite only knowing the birthday boy vaguely, we had a wonderful evening. Champagne was on tap and the côte de bœuf and sauce Bernaise was just fabulous. At 4am after a lot of fun and dancing we made it home and spent the entire day inside sleeping and reading and watching daytime tv before sneaking out after dark for a pad thai & green tea at our favorite thai.

So much for a quiet weekend in…