Friday, 4 October 2013

A Very Happy Birthday


It was my 21st birthday whilst I was out in Paris. The girls who I have befriended out here invited me to go to an Olly Murs concert with them - and when they told me the date I spluttered out - "that's my 21st birthday!" Nonetheless, I booked my ticket and decided to embrace the whole experience with 3 of the loveliest girls I've met out here. The day passed without too much excitement, apart from a brief chat with my Mum on the phone and a smile & a wave from the cannoli-seller in the "Da Rocco" Italian bistro on my road to send me on my way to lectures. At lunch-time, a kind man changed his order so I could have the last walnut and berry flute. I said thank you - but I wish I had told him that it was my birthday!


I got home exhausted, but wanted to share the little food package of English goodies with the French girl who lives in my building. We had a little English tea party where she gave her blessing to Marmite but rejected the crumpets as looking like sponges!

Clockwise: Dairy Milk Chocolate, Golden Shred Marmalade, PG Tips, Marmite, Warbutons Crumpets, Fox's Party Rings and in the middle, some Shortbread Scottie Dogs

I zipped round to the girls' house to have a quick drink and to be presented with the cutest little chocolate gâteau & some cards. They were very sweet & also insisted on buying me a glass of wine at The Trianon, where we eagerly awaited Mr. Murs. 


Cringey, mainstream and the polar opposite of edgy - he may be, but he can really sing & really appreciated his audience. Mr Murs was a real crowd-pleaser, insisting on wearing an awful beret throughout as it was his first gig in France, much to the delight of his Parisian fans who showed their support by shouting "Oll-eeeee, Oll-eeee" at regular intervals!






Afterwards, we bought nutella crepes and sat outside Madeleine, chatting for hours. No one sums it up better than Miss Ford on her Tumblr: 

À Bientôt !
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