Paris Dreaming.

I had so many nice plans this weekend.  Instead I have raging cystitis and have spent the past 24 hours either weeping in the bathroom or huddling in bed shivering.

It is a most unglamorous affliction.

So I have been flicking through this book, wishing I were in Paris and that my kidneys didn't hurt.  It's a tonic for many such occasions.

Bon weekend. x