This is so french to me, and reminds me of my student days in Paris, wandering home in the early hours perhaps. It was in Dijon, and nothing famous, just caught my eye as I felt that I could be looking into the past.

We have been remembering funny moments here at La Salle. Our english friend, Anthony, who was staying with us in the early days, when the house wasn’t quite all together, remembered a dark and stormy night one January. As we had gone away for a night, he was alone in the house, sitting by the fireplace, when he suddenly heard a banging on a door or window. It's rather hard in this house, to know where someone one may be wanting to come in, as there are five doors and quite a few rooms. He walked through the house, towards the source of the banging, and saw a tall dark shape at one of the doors.

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