Camping Paradis

Pretty sad morning. Got a bit better and ended up watching with S some of the absolutely ridiculous series Camping Paradis, which is also the most feelgood thing anyone has ever invented. Went jogging along the canal toward St Denis, which is a new place for me but I really liked it. There was some outdoor gym equipment too, which seemed to be about the same amount of broken (10%) as the one I went to for a change from Danson - on Shooters Hill. Pizza for dinner, with unexpected mozzarella.

Various buses from Auberviliers to my place, went via parc de la v.

I love the orb, it was always in our french textbooks at school, along with cool teenagers looking comfortable and relaxed in their jeans, just hanging out casually outside their lycee which was trapped in the 90's, but pleasantly so, because they had Nirvana and the advent of the mobile phone.

About as far as you could get from our ruler-measured uniform skirts and regulation white blouses, grey hairbands and emblazoned blazers.

No wonder I wanted to do French, eh.