It felt rather good after three years “Prisoner in Paradise” to find myself in the “less-than-paradisiac”  The Frog at Bercy Village (Paris). Extra excitement provided by the  Spain / France quarter final in the European Championship. The ambiance was terribly pro-French and everyone was jolly.

The (rather lovely) bar lady helped me to help Paris smile by tattooing my head with a tri-color heart.

It worked a treat. Several Parisian smiles later, France had lost 2-0.

I like France. I LOVE fake tattoos.