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photo, yellow peril, jazz ladies, sophie and liz Deluge of yellow – sorry, Blues Ladies!

At first nothing went wrong. There was the new blitz bouncing off the ceiling and lighting up my targets. Nobody getting it right in the eyes. Flash, flash, flash. Of course my technique might not be perfect – there's a difference between using next–to–no light and having all you want, need.

Then I met the blues–jazz lady from Chicago. Look up Liz Mandeville if you want. She was wearing a dark dress of petits pois and when she was getting ready to leave she put on a very red hat. Liz was with another blues–jazz lady, Sophie Kay, a blond from Paris, also with the petits pois. How could I resist?

photo, wet sidewalk, abbesses, rain, evening Wet, wet, wet, for us.

Six shots, all yellow. Where, oh where, did that yellow come from? It was like the camera was full of egg yolk. Ugh. Other photos, uncorrected, had yellow too but I could throttle it back. With Liz and Sophie it just wasn't possible. What a deception. What a loser I am. What a bummer of a Saturday night!

When I left I shot a couple of cafés. The camera was still set for the flash but it was turned off, so it just did its regular job of seeing in the dark. I got Grace's red shoes too. I guess I should keep them in mind. If all else fails Grace always has her red shoes, lots of orange juice, some pretty classy painters and a lot a real interesting folks to swap tales with. But before I go back I'm going to shoot the old lampshade a few more times.

Some of you may be a bit disappointed that I didn't write more about Matthew or about the orange juice I had, or about Grace's red shoes, or about the 90 year old monsieur I met who said he'd filmed the first Olympics for television, the Queen's coronation, and news for Ed Murrow. He looked at my camera and said, "That's nothing! Those early TV cameras were bigger than Wurlitzers. Full disclosure – he didn't say Wurlitzer. But they were big.

photo, sophie kay, liz mandevilleBetter light for Sophie and Liz.

To ease your disappointment with my slovenly, no, strike that. I ordered a Digital Grey Kard online. This is for tricking a digital camera into a correct white balance when shooting in a yellow hell. It came in the mail today, two days too late for Saturday night. But I promise that by next week I will have it tested, maybe even with the flash, and you'll see the results right here. Paris – white balanced!

Whispers, Rumors, White Lies

This popular feature which began last week gets a swift chop this week on account of Willy, my number one son who just blew in this afternoon from Dublin. At the moment he is watching Blade Runner on the superwide TV. Every once in a while the DVD movie surround sound kicks in with an explosion or a siren and I just can't make up stuff while it's going on. He doesn't know it yet but I'm going to get him to read the user manual for my phone so I can find out where the menu is hidden. When I find it then I'll be able to turn off the alarm. Either that or I'll find out who phones me every night at 19:29 and 19:32.

photo, twingo, fiat 500, smartA Fiat 500 sandwiched between
a Twingo and a Smart.

Soldes d'Eté Déjà

This old chestnut again. Like the annual winter sales, the summer sales happen once every year. This is programmed to happen even without any summer. In fact, the less summer there is, the more stuff there will be on sale. However since the goods on sale are priced in euros your possible savings might be slight. The sales will begin on Wednesday, 25. June, and the wild shopping times roll on until 2. August.

photo, sign, window, flowers

The Best Café Metropole Club

Club meetings with a minor passel of members are fine with me. Last week there we were, à trois. Other members and new candidates are welcome too. The next Thursday that everything at the Café Metropole Club will be 100% new, will be on 29. May, a few days before our tax deadline. All members–in–any form, any standing, of any sort will be welcome even if you feel like waiting for your refund.

Repetition here is slated to end someday but slogs on forever. Two dubious facts and several false rumors about the club are on a page called the About the Club Webpage. Readers who have actually read it, and one or two may have, may become club members without personal risk or other fees.

photo, sign, window, shutters, flowers

The Ex–Question of Schleswig–Holstein

Some of you have might have been thinking that it is appropriate and fair to recall that it was today in 961 that little Otto II, seven years old, was crowned as bi–king to his father Otto I, in Aachen, as it is still known these days. The only daughter of Przemysl II and his second wife Ryksa, the daughter of Sweden's Valdemar I, married Venceslas II today in 1303, thus becoming Queen of Bohemia and Poland. A bit later in 1828 a kid 16 years old turned up in Nüremberg. Folks still wonder about Kasper Hauser. On this date in 1889 the first elevator of the Tour Eiffel began operation. Engineer Eiffel originally proposed to build the tower in Barcelona but the city fathers turned him down because they thought it was too weird. In Paris many thought it was an eyesore and hoped it would be dismantled after its concession ended. That's our little world, folks!

A bientôt à Paris
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