Keith and I were talking about our forthcoming holiday yesterday evening. We have decided to spend a day in Paris on our travels through France and I commented that I had spent 10 days there as a student, many moons ago. Whereupon, Keith asked me if I had been up the Eiffel Tower. When I said I remembered going to see it but couldn't remember whether I had been up it or not, he fell about laughing and flatly refused to believe me!
"You MUST remember something like that!" he choked.
"It was 35 years ago," I reasonably pointed out....reasonably.
"Doesn't matter!" he exclaimed, "You don't forget something like that - the prospect of going up in the lift, seeing all those girders...!"
At which moment I felt the need to point out to him that the feminine mind is not necessarily enthralled by the concept of girders - whether on the Eiffel Tower or anywhere else.
I think he's been watching too much "Scrapheap Challenge" myself. It's turned his brain!!
Life in north east England (yes, we've moved!) with an eccentric Welshman and a small white dog that thinks he's a Rottweiler.
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I spent the summer of 1976 in Germany. I took a weekend trip to Paris and of course, visited the Eiffel Tower. I rode the lift to the top. God! I'll never forget all those bloody girders!!!!
I remember each one as tho' it were yesterday. (smirking)
Well you would, wouldn't you - you're a man!! (also smirking!)
Take a boat trip when there, and then go for a stroll around the older parts of town. Paris is so much more than the main tourist attractions, its lovely. Best to try to get there in the Summer though, its a bit wet otherwise.
Hmmmmm...girders. I'm with you on this one Jenny! :o)
Oh and Dale....I left school in '76. Hehe
Thanks for all your comments. ME75, you aremaking me feel old now! My elder daughter was born in 1978 :)
Ah, 1978. Yes. The year I began working on the railroad. I was 20. Thanks for providing a link to Chester in your post, Jenny. Wow! 2000 years of history there!! That's amazing!!!
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