The great thing about enduring love is that even after you’ve settled into a stable, predictable relationship, the one you adore can always surprise you with a new side of themselves. This is how it is with my grand amour Paris, which is – after decades of topping up my wine, force-feeding me Camembert and blowing cigarette smoke in my face – about to reveal its sporty side.I grew up in Newcastle – our Riviera being Whitley Bay – and by my teenage years, I was an angsty romantic, desperate to be sophisticated. It’s not surprising, then, that I fell hard for . On my first trip to Paris at the age of 18, I discovered the secondhand book stalls that line the Seine.
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