Girl. Big flower patterns on her black tights which don’t match her chintzy, floral handbag.  Part of me is horrified at the clashing, jarring, cavalcade of flowers, part of me thinks Good For You!  Everyone needs flowers in their life.

Tandy-esque old lady. Popping sweet after sweet with colourful shiny wrappers into her mouth. She shakes as she unwraps them.

Passing the backend of the baggage handling belts on the bus to the plane: you would only ever see a black quilted suitcase in France.

Well dressed Frenchman scribbling furiously in a notebook, using  a pencil.  Wonder if he’s writing small stones?