Spring in Paris

I recently mentioned on Twitter that it was very much Spring here in Paris, and was asked for photographic proof. (Hi Tim!) As well as the flowers in Sunday's post, then, here are some photos of spring in Paris, for those of you in more benighted parts of the world that don't get sunshine. (Hi Britain!)

And, last but by no means least, a headless duck and the ugliest statue I think I've seen to date:

Vultures. Who makes a statue immortalising vultures, without any ironic intent? Even in the 1860s.

Sunshine and roses

OK, so all is not perfect - we are so close to having internet at home, but not yet there (and I can already see how this may yet turn into a massive saga) - but the sun is shining, flowers everywhere are out and smelling beautiful, and Paris is an altogether nice place to spend spring. Having just spent an hour lying in the sun in a park eating brie sandwiches, I approve.

When we get internet, I will tell you all about the event I went to this week for the launch of a new Haunted House type museum in the 10th arrondissement - I'd tell you now, but this keyboard is crap. So, another time... (I know you're all dying of anticipation. I can just tell.)