Will normal service ever be resumed?

So yes, we do have internet at home and, yes, it would be quicker to walk round to all your houses with a photoalbum and tell you all what was going on so my blogging has not got quite back to speed - sorry loyal readers. Plus there has been an upset to normal events. Two upsets actually. And now I need to be careful about the order in which I mention them...

1. Mr Pooch (the hero of our tale) went to A&E yesterday because, in his own words, his head went pop and he almost passed out. This also happened at the louvre so am concerned at the frequency. The loely doctor at A&E couldn't find anything so I trotted him (pooch, not the doctor) round to register witht he GP this morning who has prescribed tests, tests and more tests. Poor little Poochikins. I'll keep you all posted.
2. Eddie Guerero is dead.

Now don't waste my time sitting there saying 'who' because you all know he was one of the latino wrestlers on WWE and was one of the main characters, loved by all for his rascally high jinx and goofing and he was only 38 when he had a heart attack last weekend. I know this all sounds weird and I have had trouble accepting it myself bwecause it does sound like a stupid plot line but it really has happened and he leaves behind him a wife and two-kids. I saw a tribute to him last night at Denning's house and you've got these 7ft 300lb men crying and hugging each other and talking about the tricks they got up to together and all this and I swear if I wasn't so pumped full of anti-d's I would have been weeping in a puddle on the floor. It really is unbelievably sad and tragic and people I really am serious about this so please no smart cracks about wrestling today. Today we mourn Eddie.

I'll get back to the knitting tomorrow.

Oh la la I am back and almost in full health as i will shortly relate to you. Paris was tres awesome and it will come as no surprise to you who know me best that within about 3 hours of arriving I was at a yarn shop. You see Pooch was all for roaming the streets like one of those wild boars they have in germany and I was all for a little targeted stuff and so we amicably went our own ways. Now it would have been easy to miss. Look at this...

Not exactly easy to find. I forget what this one is called. Something beginning with P near St Pauls. I wasn't that enthralled with this one. The annie blatt and bouton d'or was quite nice but basically as exciting as rowan. Mind you that didn't stop me making one or two little purchases.

Here you've got (from top left to right aha) regia 4-ply in a nice colourway, this weird boucle kind of stuff that looked quite interesting, the 127 print which is basically variegated except there's lots and lots of cream and then a band of variegated browns. Quite nice, The green one is silk and I splurged as I just really liked the colour - a kind of oriental green. Some brown variegated cotton and I lastly got 4 balls of this kidsilk lookalike in a nice pink. No magazines as there basically weren't any. There was a selection of sales stuff but it was all unappealing so left it. Prices were between 4 and 10 euros so generally cheaper than the UK.

The holiday really was lovely with lots of hanging about in cafes and wondering the little streets and popping into places like the louvre and the pompidou. I won't bore you with tonnes of pictures but there are just a few highlights...first my favourite painting in the pompidou (you could take pics - even with a flash - thought it was quite weird. Naturally I did not use my flash as that is evil so here is the result.


Food featured large in our stay and I've got two particular pics to share here. First is the posh idea of hot chocolate....Mmmmmmmmmmm

It was so good. So good. SO good. In case you're unclear what I'm raving about that cup is basically full of liquid chocolate and the silver jug on the left is full of more of it. OK so the low-carb low-sugar thing was screwed but hell! I was on holiday. And it was soooooooo good.

The other foodie item is obviously Pooch related. Now Pooch and I had proper oysters for the first time one night. I didn't rate them but Pooch really did and went on about them all through the meal (they had been part of a seafood starter). When it came to pudding time I dutifully ordered a really rather nice choc mousse and Pooch...looking furtively around him, beckoned the waiter closer and muttered something to him. When our desserts arrived this is what they looked like.

Yes, that is 6 oysters in the background. What a weirdo.

Right must dash off to work (yeah baby!!!!! internet at home at last wooo hooo) but will post part 2 tomorrow.