The big new bridge at Millau. The opening last year was cause for lots of celebration around here.
Took me all day to dry out.
He posed with Porches and Ferraris (on the road we passed a Ferrari once!) and even a Lambourghini.
Hello, my name is Maurice. Discovered at a flea market in Clermont-Ferrand, France, I was rescued for 50 centimes and immediately taken hiking. Since then I have been an ideal travelling companion: lightweight, squishable, free on trains and planes, uncomplaining, and useful in many comic situations. Over the years the shade of my pink has faded, but there will always be a new horizon to be dragged to.