Once upon a time, when my French was much better than it is now, I used to buy this magazine but I'd forgotten all about it until I spotted these back issues in the bookshop of the Pompidou Centre this weekend.  I was there to see a major retrospective of the work of Henri Cartier-Bresson, a hero of mine for all of my years as a photographer.  Many of the prints of the photographs on show were made in the period they were shot, and the ageing papers and chemicals contributed to the feeling of stepping back in time, in many cases years before I was born.  One unexpected treat was a short film sequence of HCB taking photographs in a Parisian street, concealing his camera while he stalked his subject then moving like lightening to capture the image.  The exhibition runs until 9 June.  Allez!