On this particular day after contemplating that Madonna would probably use a side entrance to attend a fashion event and that I don't actually know what the guy from the Sartorialist looks like, I continued on my journey to South Kensington's French quarter.
After excepting my fate that I would not be making it to Paris on this trip due to a fire in the channel tunnel three days earlier, I had figured London's French quarter would be the next best thing.
So I took a seat in one of the many authentic French cafes, indulged in some wine and cheese and said Bonjour to all the French Waiters ; )
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mmmm... cheese...
Bonjour ma biche !
Lovely to see a peep of the sticker and so glad your pressie made it home, what a nightmare... But forget all that, what I want to know about is STAINES..... hehehe...
Anyway just wanted to say you're welcome to my french home anytime you can hack the journey, but we know there is a cure for long haul flights don't we ? xx
I'm loving your travel tales :)
P.S. So happy to hear that your suitcase arrived!
Ohhh .... tres bien! That sounds fun (and delicious).
cheeeese! yum!
Love the cat...meorw as Sebastian says.
And the cheese. oh my yes, I can even imagine the heady scent of them all. Mais Paris? un autre jour peutetre...
That all looks delightful, merci, sil vou plait, au voire, thats all I can slightly remember... I should have paid attention in that class:(
Oh looks so good. Welcome back and Im glad your luggage turned up for you too. Im off to the UK in 6 weeks, my first time OS very excited, the countdown has begun!
yummo!! a cheese shop...
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