Took a nice long walk today, after waiting to hear if all was well with Karen and little baby Eugenie Charlotte, born at 10 o’clock on the dot. Wanted to go to the Cluny, but forgot to check if they were open. It wasn’t. Coming back i noticed that the streets were empty, and lots of police around. Not a terrorist attaque, but a “greve”, that is a strike, or protest march. I had to smile, for this protest had lots of grey-haired ladies and gentlemen marching along. Their issue was the government’s intended extention of the retirement age! Beautiful banners,a huge puppet of Lady Liberty, singing, chanting, and even a vuvuzela!