There is something so Pygmalion about the London air that gets deep into your bones. The smell of chesnuts roasting in the streets around Covent Garden is sensual and so different to chestnuts roasting on the streets of Paris. Christmas lights up the english city with a glowing cheer that feels cosier than a sophisticated, edgy, french Noel. A cockney accent with a subtle and naughty sense of humour is a change from a stern and astute “Bonjour“.
Yes, it was fun, Monday’s high-speed trip… a sunrise in Paris, sunset in London, then home again. And, with the positive results we’d hoped for, there’ll may be more days like it on the way.
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Awesome!
This is beautiful! just found u thru Haven in Paris and LOVE your work! Stunning.
wow….whoa and WOW!
@ Alisa – it was a whole Wow of a day and can’t wait for wait is still to come.
@Allyn – thank you so much, so happy you found us via Haven in Paris. Hope you’ll enjoy more of what is to come.
@AnaLucia – thank you.