HERE...

Within two hours of arriving in Paris I was befriended by a cat who looked exactly like Lola, slurped down a chocolat chaud even more potent than the one at Angelina and sat next to Clemence Poesy (she's always following me) in a cafe. Thanks to the exchange rate (1 pound = 1 euro) I am poor in Paris. Everything is too expensive. I was going to buy a top in Muji then I saw that it was 39 euros -