Knock, knock. Who's there?
Ooh, that reminds me.
One thing I did forget to mention in my Paris post, was that I developed a rather keen interest in some of the beautiful (what we would call), front doors. They were more than just front doors though; they were the entrance not only to the flats and apartments, they usually opened out onto a little courtyard, some were beautiful, some less so. Some of the doors were very grand, others, again, less so.
Anyways, just thought I'd share some of the nicer ones that caught my fabulously (un)trained eye.