‘Birds are the echoes both of God and of man. They associate themselves with all sounds and voices, add their own poesy, their wild and simple rhythms.’*

  NO TALKING SHOP, NO DAILY GRIND…  Paris, 42 rue de l’Yvette, Wednesday 29 February 2014, forty-three minutes past ten.
  I read this quotation on page 255 of French historian Jules Michelet’s (1798–1874) The Bird.       On the blue cover of my book – an edition published by Calmann-Lévy, 3 rue Auber, Paris, bought for 3 Euros in the second-hand book shop on rue Vivienne – there is written in imitation gold lettering: ‘République Française Liberté Egalité Fraternité Ville de Paris Fluctuat Nec Mergitur Prix Municipal’… KEEP WALKING!