Last Weekend I was in Paris, I’ve not been for over 20 years and what a thrill it was!
Paris is a beautiful city. I saw it in bright sunshine on the Saturday and heavy rain on the Sunday, even in the wet it has a romance and a mystery all of its own. Of course I took lots of pictures and they will be appearing around the place over the coming months.
Like London all the big exhibitions have queues but the jewels do not, at the far end of the Louvre is the Orangery, a small and completely separate space, it’s packed with work by the very best including Monet‘s Water Lilies. It’s small enough to see and absorb in a morning, although the quality of work is so high you can easily make a day of it if you want to.
If you want a hidden treasure visit the Gustave Moreau Museum, within walking distance of Montmartre it is special, very very special. Located in his former home (he made plans for the museum during his lifetime) it’s exquisite – I don’t want to tell you too much because if you are like me it will spoil the sense of wonder and excitement as you walk wide eyed through the building – there is simply not enough time to get the most from it. I would suggest you go first thing in the morning or immediately after lunch, they close for lunch and if you plan a quick visit you will regret having insufficient time. It is as much about his work as his family relationships – look carefully for all the doors on the 1st floor they alone tell a story.





