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Paris in the spring, with a small companion.

Sitting by the canal

Canal

Jude

Comptoir

Dinner

We have honed our Paris weekends away so they are as ritualised as our London ones. Rose Bakery, felafel in the Marais, APC-and-Merci-Merci (chant it), Shakespeare and Co, a steak place, an oyster place, a token new place. It is not boring to us to repeat this! Over and over again! But this time we had a plus one. We got to have Rose Bakery and felafel, but no steak. Oysters we had at Bones, before rushing Sunday back for bed. She danced at Le Comptoir Generale. We fed her next to a tomb in Père Lachaise. Having her with us made it more fun, not less.

On the train I read Bringing Up Bébé: One American Mother Discovers the Wisdom of French Parenting. Interesting! Now I’ve started Jennifer Senior’s All Joy and No Fun. They’re both anthropological deep dives with a light touch.

New York!

Sundae and pie at Junior’s, egg cream at Gem Spa with Clem and Vic, Coney Island, Public.

When I got to Happy Snaps this afternoon the woman behind the counter said, really brusque, “give me your card and I’ll refund you £5.” I was like, What? She snaked a dead film across the desk at me. “This one was blank.” It was all the photos I took on the day we got engaged! I didn’t cry though. There’s nothing to be sad about. Not really.

Hawaii!

There’s one thing I can promise you and that’s if I see a golden retriever looking nobly out to sea, I will take its photo. Ditto verdant valleys and smoking volcano craters. (I would have taken more, but I was too busy thinking of this almost the whole helicopter tour.) It’s lucky we survived because this Saturday my mum, aged 60, races her fourth Hawaii Ironman World Championship here in Kona! My Dad is her coach and I am her support crew. Which means I walk by the sea listening to podcasts as she trains for a 3.8km swim, 180km bike and a 42.2km marathon. GO MUM!

Portland.

Portland Japanese Gardens. Pretty! I wish I had this city’s food carts on my doorstep in London. Look at this $5.50 lunch from Whole Bowl. Brown rice, cheese, salsa, olives, beans, avocado, sour cream, coriander, some kind of special sauce… And Powell’s! It’s even better than I imagined.