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The Obsessive Diary · Sep 25, 2025 · 4m

I was caught off guard by the heat; 31 degrees in September, balmy t shirt weather and I’d forgotten how much further south I was from Paris. The house greeted me with a hug and a sudden bird flying fast through the sitting room and cannoning head first into the window. I gently laid a tea towel over it as it panted half bruised and awkward caught sideways in the radiator. Outside I expected it to fly off as soon as I revealed its freedom, but it didn’t.

I sat on the swing chair, Yves Klein blue against ancient peeling white, tea towel red chequered, feathers shades of brown, black eye, beak…