SPENT a number of days in Paris this week to escape the intolerable heat in England. Mother took some convincing before she relinquished the funds from the private medical fund she keeps for me, but after explaining that the elevated temperatures in Britain had provoked my condition of lethargy, and that I would be more productive in carrying our my responsibilities as a minor civil servant remotely, breathing the crisp, energising air which is only to be found au bord de la Seine, she reluctantly surrendered.
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