‘Sometimes she goes off like a little chainsaw.’
Christian commenting on the noises Mira makes when her tummy is rubbed.
January 2004, France
This is me* in Paris in January 2004, walking around and talking on the phone (as photographed by Christian).
Why am I showing you this? Because the person I am on the phone with is my delicious friend Charlotte who got married yesterday (hurray!) and this photo reminds me of our conversation (not its content but its emotions) as if it was a visible memory.
*Wearing my glasses, which is a rare sight if you ever saw one!
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