This is the famous cafe Les Deux Magots on the Paris left bank - just round the corner from our apartment. It was known as the regular haunt of writers like Simone de Beauvoir, Jean-Paul Sartre and of course Ernest Hemingway.
It is where we met our guide on Monday morning for an informative stroll "au flaneur" around Paris.
It is also, appropriately enough, where I was asked, by another writer, for a signed copy of my book. Of course I was more than happy to oblige.
On my birthday, which it was, I was in danger for a moment of imagining that I had joined those literary giants.
1 comment:
Lucky you : both for being where you are and for being asked to sign a book. Sounds pretty epic to me (on both counts!)
Grace x
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