Hah!!

Lovely sunny weather this morning so I went in to work in the Mog with the roof down. In the circumstances a detour through the Fôret de Marly to St Nom la Breteche to buy my Sunday Times seemed much more sensible than just driving into the pub and walking to the paper shop in town.

We have the 16yr old nephew of a friend staying for a week to improve his french, and tho' he lives near Malvern and has seen many Mogs, it's the first time he's been for a ride in one. Another convert to the cause I think.

Giles. Mogless in Paris.