I had an untoward thought.

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Yesterday I sat an contemplated my favourite building in Paris - Le Centre Pompidou pictured above. We spent so many good times there when we lived in Paris. As I contemplated I watched three men high up on the side of the building in a cherry picker, very high up. I don’t know what they were doing, but their position looked precarious and vulnerable. Then I wondered to myself, what if, when they were about 200 feet aloft suspended in their little basket, , any of them suffered a violent gush of sudden-onset diarrhoea? I think today we’ll go to the Picasso museum.