There is only one problem

Sacre Coeur from Molly's kitchen window

Well I am in Paris in Molly’s apartment. It is bigger than her last apartment by a couple of square metres – which is a lot for Paris.

I am sleeping in Molly’s bed – which had to be trimmed with a hand saw to fit into the bedroom – and she is sleeping on the sofa bed – which I had to assemble when I arrived.

I could not really understand the instructions – which for me are always usually impenetrable – but achieved this without too much fuss at all and amazingly – it works and turns from a sofa into a bed.

The only problem with Molly’s apartment is that it is on level 5 - and there is no elevator. This does not bother Molly at all because she hates elevators and is very fit - but it does mean that my expeditions into the wide world are planned carefully.

I brought the smallest suitcase and the fewest clothes I could – but in any event Molly carried the suitcase for me up all those stairs while I panted along behind her.

Merlin – her cat – has so far pretty much ignored me but on the upside he has only scratched me once. I expect that he will get used to me again after a few days and start smooching around me on the day I leave.

So far we have been to two excellent Japanese restaurants – which abound in her area. On the whole it is nicer than where she was. There are almost no tourists and – because of this – the prices of everything are a lot cheaper.