The Dragon Run

After the Felicitas concert this afternoon in the magnificent St Germain Des Prés (see extra) I went to find a cuppa. I found a cafe in Rue du Dragon.

A cup of builders tea here comprises a weak teabag dropped in a past boiling pot with a slice of lemon. I was pondering this and wondering if the motorcycle and side car I had noticed earlier would make a show. Sure enough they obliged. Suddenly the tea tasted better.