Walking past the Starbucks opposite the Moulin Rouge (I know... they're everywhere in Paris now; there is no escape) I just happened to glance at the window and saw this little message scrawled there by the staff:
"Stay a few moments... or until SPRING".
Well, they've got me there. Sometimes, the only way to warm up on a cold, grey day in Paris is with a hot cuppa sumthin'.
Which reminds me... think I'll go make myself a cuppa tea. At HOME. While waiting for spring.
