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[57vintage]

****ing hell, 50 (FIFTY) years ago today since Jim Morrison broke on through to the other side? “Having a waank in the bath” Billy Connolly once claimed.

All gendarme leave in Nation will be cancelled today to keep the hordes of zoomers, ghouls and grave-robbers away from that already-descreated corner of Pèrelachaise berryin ground.

Old, have mem’ries to keep all cold away…

[InversneckieDob]

I went to Pearly Shez once, got lost looking for Morrison's grave and found Chopin's.

[InversneckieDob]

How come my font went sma' on that post?

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And that one, mebbe just my phone.

[donsdaft]

This attempt is from my work computer



Edit: so it's nae your phone

Happened to me the other day, maybe some tw@t thinks it's shouting and is scared we're being aggressive.

The "I'm fwitened" brigade have taken over the world.

[57vintage]

I went to Pearly Shez once, got lost looking for Morrison's grave and found Chopin's.

Jim’s is fenced in for security, nae far fae the Blvd de Charonne entrance and last time I was there (2004, I think) there were all sorts of freaks lurking around it.

I had a good wander around. Doffed the cap to the graves of Edith Piaf, Oscar Wilde, and Molière and others whom I’ve forgotten.

[InversneckieDob]

Jim’s is fenced in for security, nae far fae the Blvd de Charonne entrance and last time I was there (2004, I think) there were all sorts of freaks lurking around it.

I had a good wander around. Doffed the cap to the graves of Edith Piaf, Oscar Wilde, and Molière and others whom I’ve forgotten.

T'was the late 80s I was there, nae fencing nae security then.
Fair few weird looking gadgies hanging about, like.

I saw Edith Piaf's grave, as I recall, but after a while the lure of mair peeve proved insurmountable so we took our leave.

[InversneckieDob]

Font seems normal now....weird.....or mebbe my phone.

[57vintage]

mair peeve

My 2004 trip included two memorable seshes with Shep - one of which occurred on le Quatorze Juillet - in his pal Steve's Auld Alliance boozer. I think that was when I eventually realised what binge-drinking was, and the utter folly thereof.

[donsdaft]

Binge drinking in Paris....oh the stories.

It's the fact that you can always find places that never close that really catches you out.

The Grand Cafe beside the opera.
When you go to the bogs, you're faced with mirrors reflecting the urinals at the back wall.

No, I never have pished on the mirrors but it's been bloody close.