When I finally left Paris in 2002, it felt that it was the right time to go, but ever since i have wondered how I would feel to return. I have so many memories tied up in places, people and music from my time there, that I am somewhat caught between excitement and fear at my impending return.
I should get some good writing out of it.
Next week i'm back there for a few weeks, doing some editing work for this erstwhile magazine.
If you're around and want to catch up then give me a bell.
I hear The Bowler still does a good pub quiz.