Some of us went for dinner at Keith's house. He's a colleague originally from Belfast who came to work in Paris a decade ago and pretty much never left. He married a French woman and they had two girls, shown here. They spent the last few years living in New Zealand and recently came back to Paris.
The littlest one was proudly showing off her new doll. We got a tour of their apartment, which they'd just moved into. They live in the Marais, not far from me. It's a pretty spacious place for Paris - with lots of windows.
The livingroom has a nice view onto Tour St Jacques, which is lit up at night. We ate some sushi and shot the shit. Unfortunately, after a few rounds of wine and beer the talk turned to work and many are not so happy with work so it got a little heated. I like my coworkers, I just don't like talking shop deep into the night.
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