I’m now back in Melbourne having failed to blog each day because of a huge workload with SHP. I’m now planning to write a book on interpretation based on my Europe trip – watch this space! More news on SHP soon, but, in the meantime, some pictures of Paris are below.
It has been some time since I blogged due to work in Australia occupying most of my time, together with establishing SHP in Europe. But I have had an amazing time meeting new and old friends and journeying through some of the most beautiful places in the UK. I have seen many examples of interpretation and thought deeply about what works, what doesn’t and the state of our industry. Stay tuned over the next few weeks for my thoughts on …
Here are some thoughts on Paris… a little late due to SHP calling me with its siren song. Parisian women look like their dogs. A lot. Both species are thin and elegant with perfect hair and perfect grooming. The dogs and the women tilt their heads up as if to challenge you for entering their territory. The dogs growl at me and the women look severe but amused. At 155 cm tall, and ‘stocky’, I do not look like my …
Where do I begin with the worst travel days in the world? With having all my documents, money, cards and phones stolen on The Metro in Paris? With the diffident Australian Embassy? There’s a weird place for you. Located under Le Tour Eiffel (yes, I’ve picked up French) it features a large picture of an Australian beach (no clichés here) on the wall outside and some bored-looking staff inside. It is silent as the tomb, although six storeys high. You …