In own bed

This is not my bed, nor even my headboard, but maybe one day it will be. MSTRF's Liber headboard is to my mind the sort of solid, heavy influence required in a bedroom, with a nod to mid-century geometric style.

After two months sleeping in empty flats, spare beds and unused beds, we are finally back in our own. A few weeks of respite while we wait for the four insurance companies to come to enough of an agreement to start the complete redecoration that is needed to rectify the water damage, time to breathe long and deeply.

Thank you dear friends, for your kindness in the bed department recently.

On the boulevard St Germain

Two weeks living in St Michel was lovely, and just around the corner is the chic shop of chocolate artist Patrick Roger. The windows are always whimsical, in a Left Bank kind of way, note the little chocolate conkers - when I took these photos, Autumn was on its way. Now it is here.

The chococlate honeycomb is a reference to his new range of chocolates, produced with the honey from the beehives he has kept since October 2009, in the garden behind the shop, and on its roof in Sceaux.

Nomadic newlyweds

Living in our flat still unlikely for the foreseeable future. On the upside, we are moving around a lot and getting to know areas of the city we didn't know before. Currently at St Michel, not far from the Jardins de Luxembourg, wonderful for a Sunday run. Unfortunately no Internet in our current appartment, but having Shakespeare and Co around the corner dulls the pain.