A little memory.

This little Limoges porcelain trinket box belonged to my mum. I now have it on display in our bedroom.
A blip to commemorate her 118th birthday.
My dad bought it for her when we went to Paris for Easter in 1954.
My first trip to France and when I fell in love with the country.
Tasted my first snails and frogs legs. Both of which I thought were disgusting!
I have enjoyed snails since but not eaten frogs legs since.
Paris however is still my favourite city.
Hopefully will return again sometime.