Singing like a crow on amfetamin

Noam and I are up North at the moment. Visiting my family.

To get here we had to take a one hour flight. All well and good, except for one little thing.

My daughter has just left her "I love spitting and talking at the same time" period and entered the period called "I know how to sound like a crazy crow VERY LOUD".

I was honestly a bit embarassed when other flight passangers started looking at my daughter in a strange way after she had been "singing" for half an hour.

Thank God for dummies.

Paris

Five things I love about Paris:

The gorgeous and totally amazing architecture
Food - the variety and the huge amount of oriental food in particular
Patisseries
Dogs - especially the fact that you can take your dog to a restaurant
Shopping - could spend a million in all the great shops and boutiques

Five things I hate about Paris:

Traffic - what happened to stopping at zebra crossings and not driving when the traffic light is red?!
Pollution
The amount of smokers and smoke everywhere
The tube - what is it about all the walking in the tube, up the stairs, down the stairs, through long tunnels?!
Shopping - don't have a million to spend