In sum, Aiguilles en Fete was a great show but as is typique with me , my stay in Paris was marked by a series of dramas. These included a bout with food poisoning ( the tart meringue citrone or the foie gras..), one of my helpers getting ill, getting the van towed , and while trying to leave, getting stuck in the midst of a taxi strike on the Paris ring road which delayed our ride home by 5 hours. Lee and I kept our humour throughout even though I had absolutely no appetite and was a poor dinner companion ( who goes to Paris for a week and doesn’t eat, what a disappointment.)
A few stall pictures with my lovely fabulous helper Florence
Packed up Sunday night with the aid of the lovely Francis, Florence’s boyfriend and on Monday, took our unexpectedly long trip home where our baby van stood out among the huge lorries on the tunnel crossing.
Thanks to all the wonderful French Clients!