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I highly recommend going to Renoir’s Garden Museum in Monmartre. Actually Renoir only stayed there a few years but Suzanne Valadon lived there much longer and she is very interesting. Her studio is preserved and they had an extensive exhibtion of her works when we were there, The exhibtions do change though so I’m sure it would be different by now.  But what really transformed it for us was discovering it has a ‘cat with a job’. The clue was when we came across this half open cupboard as we walked over to a room with an audio visual display. After wandering in the gardens and admiring the vines in the vinyard next door (the vinyard is run by the Mayor of Monmartre and the wine is sold for charity – you can buy bottles in the museum shop) we were rewarded by meeting the occupier of the basket. A very fine almost friendly Museum Cat Greeter who is obviously a French Cousin of the Fat Black Cat Herself. Sadly we failed to get the name of this hard working feline.


More to come! I’m struggling with the new wordpress dashboard.  Meanwhile in other breaking news I finally planted my parrott tulips ordered in the Autumn. A realisation that one has to plan for forward pleasures. A gardening minded friend thought they might actually come up next autumn! But gardening in Nov/Dec was a no no for me. So I popped out with the aid of a dessert spoon planted them all and hope that cats/squirrels do not dig them up.

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So trying to visit the Musee de Picasso was a disaster after walking round and around (the signage was terrible) we finally arrived and were stopped at the gates due to private event… thus exhausted I departed from my parents and wandered aimlessly in the Marais. I was asked by some Chinese touristfs for directions to the Picasso but they didn’t belive me when I said they wouldn’t get in and still trotted off towards it. Finally desperate for the loo I went and paid my 8 euros to go to the Jewish Museum of History and Art as I was desperate for the loo. Thankfully the loo was lovely, the exhibition really interesting and wonderful frescos in the cafe. I’m sorry I failed to take pictures of the outside. Why I don’t know as it was a beautiful 17th century building.