Not Running in Paris

We're off to Paris for a couple of days. This was to be the occasion of Monsieur's glorious return to the running scene - the Paris Semi-Marathon - mais, malheureusement, his training up and down these vicious local hills did his back in.

So instead of him nearly killing himself in order to prove he's not dead yet, and me hanging about watching thousands of sporty types tape up their nipples and Vaseline their bits (don't ask), our trip will have to be just sight-seeing, eating, drinking and enjoying ourselves. Sad.