In Mr Beavers studio, he was finding it really hard to find any kind of inspiration. No matter what he did, the page stayed white.
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"hmmmmm!" |
But he had an idea that might be just the thing he needed and would please Mrs Beaver too!
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"Mrs Beaver, pack your case. We're going to Paris!" "Oh my word, I've always wanted to go!" |
Its seems Paris was just the inspiration Mr Beaver needed. Surrounded by so much history and beauty, he painted in front for the Eiffel tower for hours!
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"What a beautiful city!" |
While Mr Beaver was busy painting, Mrs Beaver hit the boutiques along the Champ-Elysees for some serious shopping!
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"Oh the Arc de triomphe! How splendid!" |
After so much time on her feet, it was time to rest them in a little French Bistro.
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"I couldn't come to Paris without a croissant and a glass of Champagne! (I better take Mr Beaver some too to soften the blow!) |
Mrs Beaver arrived back at the hotel and started to worry that maybe she'd gone a little over the top, so she tried to hide some of the bags!
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"Oh dear, there really is quite a lot here. What will he say?" |
Mrs Beaver had a croissant on hand to distract Mr Beaver when he arrived back at the hotel after a long day of painting. But she need not of worried.
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"Mrs Beaver, you deserve all of it. You do so much for us. Anyway, I sold a painting to a lovely french gentleman that more than covers it!" |
Mr Beaver was so hungry after painting all day, so he suggested treating them to a spot of room service.
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"Mr Beaver, you have the best ideas!" |
To finish their wonderful trip, they sat and watched as the sun set out of the window, snuggled in the hotel dressing gowns with some wonderful French Champagne.
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"Oh Mr Beaver, I do love you" "and I you Mrs Beaver, and I you" |