How could I say no when it was only £59?

Yes, I went to Paris. For the day. I know, I know! It sounds decadent and like I have oodles of cash. And while the former may be true, the latter isn't. It's only £59 return by eurostar!!! So I went down for my aunt's birthday, and I'm really glad I did.

It was an absolutely gorgeous day. As soon as we got off the train, we made our way to Montmartre, where climbed up to the sacre coeur because Rog's sort-of-father-like-person (and sort of not, it should be added!), Geoff, had never been (in fact, the last time he'd been to Paris was over fifty years ago, when he was 15).



Like my skirt? It's the one and only one I've ever made in my life. I was so happy with the way it turned out that I thought it best never to attempt it again.

Geoff and Rog were both desperate for a coffee at this point, but I wanted to do a bit more than the obvious touristy bit, so I took them through some back streets, to the cemetary and the vineyard with the promise of a treat a bit away from the madding crowd. I was convinced I'd find some cute little cafe for them along the way, but... we didn't. They were both very patient as we wandered up tiny streets that looked like this (i.e. not a cafe in sight!):



Back closer to the places des abbesses, we finally had a coffee, and then we met my aunt and went to the Marais, where we had a lovely lunch to celebrate her birthday. I had lamb that came with its kidney; normally, I won't eat offal, but I'm always willing to taste, and in this case, I ate every last bit. And then we walked a bit more around the Marais, ending up at the Place des Vosges.



Before leaving, we of course popped into the monoprix right next to the gare du nord and got some super cheap wine and some very smelly cheese.

In knitting news, here's a blurry clue as to what you, Birthday Girl, should be expecting in the post any day now. Happy birthday! And let me know when you get it (link for you folks on rav), so I can post a complete picture!