Busy Bee

I’m in Paris on Substack business.

If you think that being an affable dinner companion on Saturday and making charming small talk at at a bigger event on Sunday evening hardly counts as ‘business’, then I will put you in touch with my accountant. You’re clearly of a mind.

I’ve spent time in Paris at several different stages of my life, and each represents a significant moment for me.

At 8 years old, I realised that some people speak and think a totally different language. I was frustrated at my childhood friend M-‘s insistence on saying everything in a way I couldn’t comprehend, and relying on my mother to put it into English. Then it clicked. I still remember that moment and think about it when people who do speak English are saying things that I still can’t for the life of me comprehend.

I remember some people simply think and speak differently to me.

And there are several other moments that I’ll race thru to get to the one I’m experiencing now, in this moment. Staying with the same…