Bastille has come and gone. Regretfully, I slept in too late to go and watch the parade, so had to make do with tv footage instead. I didn't think he could get any scarier, but turns out that Sarkozy standing on a tank is a pretty disturbing image! He's going to Dublin next week to tell us to have a second referendum, quite cheeky of him.

I think I'll get a year long subscription for the Velib, it's only €29 which isn't bad. We went for a cycle along the canal yesterday. It really reminded me of the docklands in Dublin, nice places to eat there too. The beach starts next week. I hope the weather is good for it. It's really weird these days, hot and cold.

The days are flying by here, it's so easy to wander around for a day and feel like you've done nothing... in a good way, if that makes sense?
I read outside Shakespeare and Co for half an hour the other day. I found a cute little parc on the top of the Ile de La Cité! It's tiny, but sweet. I love Place Des Vosges but the grass is always quite dry.

Went to Museé Rodain last Sunday, the gardens are lovely and the sculptures even better. Anyone who is coming to visit soon (ah-hem, Mum)... I wouldn't say no to the August issues of Vogue and Vanity Fair.... :)

I bought Elle magazine the other day, featuring Carla Bruni (who else) on the cover. The pissed off looking salesman, took it from me and said "Bah, Carla. Encore!"!