Rencontre avec une bloggeuse

Part II


So .. we met up again on tuesday night - her last night in Paris.

Did i say she's a sexy young woman ? No ... oh, well

We walked for miles and miles and stopped at a bar for a beer or two where we listened to the french supporters shouting at their team for playing badly and not wining.

I love sport, 'France V' anyone would generally have my undivided attention, but i only had eyes for Xenia Onatopp.

After a while we made our way to the Eiffel Tower, sat down, drank a bottle of champagne and just chatted.

Did i say she's adorable ? ...

... and it was good.

Xenia has now returned back home - she doesn't live in France - and i have to say that i feel ... sad (it's funny how over the space of a few hours we can become attached to people) ....

I imagine/hope that you will read all this stuff.

You really are unique ..

I feel extremely happy/lucky to have met you

When they made you, they really did throw away the mould afterwards.

Without realising it, i think there is a reason why i posted this track a while back (serendipity, kismet ?) - and no; it's not 'Melancholy baby' :-)