It was our first proper dinner party since moving to Paris. The party was a pretty good success, with Anne Laure and Neil imported from the UK for the evening. Despite having been in Paris for nearly five months, it was the first chance I’d gotten to catch up with Alain and Faouzia.

It was only a matter of time before Neil pointed out that I hadn’t pulled out the camera all night. Like red to a bull, I grabbed the camera (and embarrassingly large flash) to shoot a few shots of the evening.

Faouzia doesn’t seem too happy about having her picture taken…

I can’t see what all the fuss is about, actually…

The gang on the couch after dinner. Anne Laure is helping Neil with his impression of actually having some hair.

A quick swap of photographers so Matt can get into the picture