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but perhaps not too sleepy & tired.

I was thinking the other day of our lovely "show" week end in
Paris, on our way to St Marino, & I can remember it so
clearly. We had lunch at P.Rs. with your ma & pa, & Lisa,
who was of course sweet, & very boisterous on the floor.
And that funny saloon on the cross channel boat, where we
had a drink. And the hotel, where they remembered [Porch?]
& Eileen on their honeymoon. and then we wandered
round the streets, & eventually found a place, where we
had some gorgeous onion soup - which you must learn
to make, darling. And then we did make love in
Paris! In the morning, we went to the house - &
wandered there through those lovely gardens on a
perfect June morning. Lunch, we had on a
boulevard place near Notre Dame - where we went
into afterwards, & saw a wedding going on. Then we
went along the Champs Elysees, to the Arc de
Triomphe (that sounds rather a mockery now), & we
walked back, bought some things in a chemists, &
had some tea. And then we had a marvellous
dinner at a place in a square, on the left hand
side on the way from the A de T - including
champagne cocktails. And then we went along to
the [P.G.M.?] station & got our seats on the train
& hired pillows & bought apples & peaches & soda & beer.
Just take your mind back, my darling one. Was
it not lovely & perfect? And we will have these
perfectly lovely times again. Highlights along the