Is that a baguette in your basket, or are you just pleased to see me..? But that joke doesn't work because it's a girl and I've probably just ruined one of my most ethereal images of the year... never mind.

This is probably extremely close to the sort of shot I want to be remembered for when I go! Although I hope it's not for tomorrow!

What could be more evocative, and in my poet's soul more poignant, than a young girl cycling through the city of dreams, elusive and untouchable, beautiful and fleeting, turning the background to a blur and causing turbulence in young men's minds..? This is why I'm in Paris.