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I have a thing about buildings. Uzès is a mass of winding cobbled streets, a beautiful twelfth century (I think) church, and a relaxed mellowness that I loved.

See the picture at the bottom? I remember when I was a kid my parents had a photo hung up in their bathroom. It was an Athena-style seventies picture of a forest, framed with a deep back border, and a chrome frame. Under the picture was the legend: "of magic doors, there is this: you do not see them even as you're passing through." I spent a huge chunk of my childhood sitting in the littlest room trying to work out what it meant. For some reason, this picture reminds me of that.