The best and worst of French civilisation
From our UK edition
We always try to spend Valentine’s Day weekend in Paris. My wife has held on to a tiny apartment in the Latin quarter since a young age and it is the perfect pied-à-terre from which to venture into the best parts of the city, from St Germain to the Marais. First stop on the journey is the Eurostar lounge. I like to check on the availability of The Spectator on the shelves. When we acquired the magazine a little over a year ago there was no sign of it despite well-stocked supplies of Guardian Weekly and the New Statesman. Not good. That has now been sorted, and I was pleased to see a generous supply of the world’s oldest magazine.
