So we took the Métro so far and then toiled up the steps (I wanted to take the funicular but Carol said that it was a waste of money) to the Sacré Coeur where it stood shining in the sun like some gorgeous eastern palace instead of the quite modern church that it really is. We circled round to the Place du Tertre, which was looking very picturesque that morning, full of artists painting busily and people sitting outside cafés in the sun, round to the little street where our restaurant is. This little cobbled street goes winding down towards Paris, but at the top is La Bonne Fourchette, two steps up off the street, behind a little railing.
From THE PICTURE.
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