Paris Photographer – Louis Paulin

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The red-headed woman had been reminiscing as she stood outside on her tiny balcony, she had known her wonderful friends for more than three years now, what fun they had had in the past, and they were still finding different opportunities.

She had been rather worried as Halloween might be cancelled, since Mr Cushing had told everyone about that as he had been driving them back to Montmartre, apart from those two gargoyles who had flown off before then.

However, at least that excellent cemetery, the one in Montmartre, was able to still go ahead with Halloween, and in fact it was not a bit of a damp squib at all, it was absolutely sublime, including several younger vampires, who acted victims, although they obviously weren’t, just like vice versa as they all laughed a lot.

There were ghosts and ghouls, and mummies, although almost all of them were still just vampires, but of course Scatty was enjoying this so much, since she was in her element – no-one was able to better her as she stalked around as being her other self, she’s such a beautiful black panther.

But now the red-headed woman walked back to open her iPad, since she wanted to see how the BBC World News was going; and there it was… this was amazing; it said the North American people were most pleased, there was no hollow victory over there it seemed at all.

And a moment later, the two gargoyles alighted in her tiny balcony.

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Paris Photographer – Louis Paulin

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What a very strange day had occurred in those vast catacombs, and parts had been pretty bad it seemed, however, the evening and the night were wonderful and all of them had a surge of deep happiness while settling down to watch an old movie.

Everyone had far too much delightful food and drink, apart from Mr Cushing who was much more sensible; still someone had to do that, like refilling several optics behind the bar and all the gin had been drunk at the end of the night.

Still, worry not, almost everybody went to sleep, although those two gargoyles were not in a good way, as yet again, they were more than drunk, woozy, dipsy and almost vomiting for part of the night, but nevertheless a few hours later they were completely fine again.

“We’re wonderful gargoyles, and we’re still very happy to sow our wild oats,” as they giggled; “we can be rather reckless and sometimes naughty, but oh, we need the sun and the light,” as the two of them climbed up from those catacombs, and then they flew off into the sky.

“Okay,” said Francis, “time to leave, and thank you, Mr Cushing, that was excellent,” while Mr Cushing nodded back.

So off they all went, but then Mr Cushing had several things to say: “sorry, there’s some bad news, there has been some rioting in the streets for some time, and also it seems Halloween, which is almost here, is going to be cancelled!”

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Paris Photographer – Louis Paulin

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The two gargoyles were still worrying about their smartphones, and they were feeling rather hard done by now, as they continued to peer around those dreadful bones and skulls in the catacombs, although the two of them giggled a bit about the time when they would hold an excellent flag known as a Jolly Roger, since they had pretended to be a couple of pirates at the top of a tall steeple at that time.

Meanwhile, Joan had been hammering home a point about what we were supposed to be doing now, since her husband, Francis, had been talking so much stuff he knew to tell it to The Old One, while he, The Old One, had been a bit bamboozled about all of that by now.

“Well, we are women, aren’t we,” grinned Scatty, “and we are headstrong – very much so,” as the red-headed woman smiled, “there’s no pussyfooting around in our group,” as Scatty turned into her black panther for a bit.

“All right,” said Francis, “we are almost there,’ as he looked around everyone, including those two gargoyles, “it’s going to be good… trust me.”

So off they went, and rather quickly, since almost all of them were pretty hungry by now, and also some of them were almost gasping for wine.

And what a wonderful place it was; “see, it had been restored, there was a very tall cinema, a fully stocked bar, and a complete restaurant with tables and chairs, and only for us,” smiled Francis.

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