It’s been a wintery little week in Paris and my husband swears he saw a few snowflakes during his Sunday morning run, while I was bundled up at home with a hot water bottle. On the hunt for my earmuffs I found a rather unwelcome guest, a tiny caterpillar chewing through the contents of my cold weather accessories drawer, which means we have moths, so I’…
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