L’ascenseur

Weez are off on the Eurostar to Paris! Carbon neutral transport* in light of the kiddiewinkles day of action where they’re being encouraged to skip school.
Into Gare du Nord we did get, about 9:20pm (this was after rendezvousing with F&H in London (which is from the French word rendezvous, meaning meet up)).
And out we did step to see that Seine - a lovely warm evening - and we found a little bar by Pont Neuf which had an open mic! Just lovely schtuff. Not that I was tempted; in fact even if forced at gunpoint, I’d struggle to think of anything I could sing.
And strolling back, young H commandeered (entirely legally via his app) an electric scooter. So midnight found us scooting up and down the Rue du Rivoli until on Missie DW’s turn the clock did strike and the decade turned over. Happy Birthday babe!



*or thereabouts