The title quote is from the film ‘Amelie’, which I felt inspired to watch at three am, the morning after we returned from Paris. Jet lag would not let me sleep any longer.

In the course of investigating the word ‘scurf’, I’m greatly amused that it can be defined as ‘a thin flake of dead epidermis shed from the surface of the skin’.  Tres Romantic, no?

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