This is my most favourite spot in Paris. If you promise to keep the address to yourself, I’ll tell you about it.

It’s called the garden of the Royal Palace – le jardin du Palais Royal – and it’s a heavenly and sheltered retreat tucked behind a courtyard near the Louvre. The long, rectangular garden is hemmed in by elegant arcades that border its perimeter. Exclusive boutiques are to be found in 18th-century shopping galleries. As well as two or three restaurants.

I love the faded grandeur of the buildings. The author, Colette, lived in one of these upper apartments overlooking the garden.

You could easily spend half a day here. There’s a beautiful fountain in the middle. And tree-lined allées that provide shade.

There are little squares of rose garden in which to read a book, contemplate life, people-watch … or write that memoir!

Where young princes once strolled, today local boys play soccer.

At the far end near the entrance is an inner courtyard containing the controversial columns designed by artist, Daniel Buren.

I like the interplay between modern and classical.

I love the jardin du Palais Royal. It’s French, it’s fabulous, it’s forever. Pour toujours.

And remember … it’s a secret.