Well, okay, not specifically this particular café maybe, but somewhere similar in Paris.
It’s like this: At the moment, one of our local Lamb Islanders (in his early-seventies) is walking the centuries-old Catholic pilgrimage route over the Pyrenees, hundreds of kilometres to the Cathedral of Santiago de Compostela in Galicia, Spain – not for any religious reasons, but just because he’s always wanted to do it. Meanwhile, two other Lamb Island locals (a couple only maybe a decade-or-so younger) are also touring Europe. On pushbikes.
Anyway, seeing that the three of them will be off-island at the same time as each other, they’re intending to catch up in Paris, even though they could get together any old time over coffee at our local kiosk. Maybe they think Paris offers more ‘je ne sais quoi’ than Lamb Island.
(Actually, I’m just faking it with that French. Moi, I don’t even know what ‘je ne sais quoi’ is.)