Last day in Paris

The Montmartre vineyard:


From the terrace of Sacré Cœur you see how pale Paris is:


At the Musée de Montmartre I discovered Suzanne Valadon.

At last: a Guimard Metro station with an awning:


and the Église de Saint-Jean-de-Montmartre, built of reinforced cement, which permitted new forms of decoration:


Designed by Anatole de Baudot, 1894-1904; there were doubts about its structural stability at the time of construction

Lunch in the Brasserie Terminus Nord. And, just now on the train, I have heard a posh young English voice refer to St Pancreas.

To end with, Paris cliché #3:


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