I took part in a couple of walking tours with Localers when I was last in France. The first focused on the dark side of Paris’ history. Our guide, Patrick, had a great sense of humour and after the tour concluded he led us to a rather grotesque sight before bidding us adieu.
I used to be quite squeamish about taxidermy. I once knew someone who’s parents had stuffed pheasants on a ledge above the main staircase of their house.