Dear Alice.
I hope you are all right. Today, while walking in Paris, I met my old friend Nora. I've told you about her before. She offered to spend the night with her because an error had occurred at the hotel. We talked a lot. Imagine, suddenly a handbag was stolen from the grandmother walking in front, but the man caught up with the thief and returned the bag for her. Nora and I were so confused that we even forgot to call the police. Fortunately, one of the passers-by did it. Then we came without incident. She had a wonderful home. The last time I was here, everything was different. Previously, everything was in a refined antique style and custom furniture. Now everything here is strictly in a modern style: the usual classic fireplace has been replaced by an electronic one, by the way, it is much safer; instead of wooden windows in the Baroque style put plastic. I could tell a lot more about her, but not enough time.
I wasn't at your birthday. How was it? I hope the courier delivered everything clearly. Did you like my gift?
Best wishes, Camilla