My late husband always turned his nose up when I mentioned Paris, refusing to take me on the romantic holiday I had always dreamed about. He described Paris as too busy and over-rated. I, however, had visions of artists aimlessly lost in colour and thought, intoxicated by creativity and inspiring…
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My late husband always turned his nose up when I mentioned Paris, refusing to take me on the romantic holiday I had always dreamed about. He described Paris as too busy and over-rated. I, however,…
this nonsense has been so absurd remember the yellow fluffy bird the one that led a merry dance and then for two months went to France. the hatter stuck his stick in the ground and…