I lost my voice two weeks ago. There's a bug going round and I heard even David Cameron croak through a talk to a group of City suits I think earlier this week, may be last. Any way, he was croaking. As I teach yoga and present radio, its not a good idea to lose the voice. Sounding like the vamp in Carry on Screaming is one thing. Sounding like a squeaky mini mouse is not so cool. I managed to do both week before last and ended up talking in whispers. Thank goodness for the technology of microphones.
Where was I when I heard about Paris? Working late. I was recently asked to talk about where to go for Christmas. It has been an extraordinary year for travel, as in safety has over taken sunshine as the number one priority for travellers. Or British travellers. Shootings on the beach in Tunisia, bombings in Paris restaurants and flight blown up from Sharm. I have never known a year like it. Even when 9/11 happened it quietened the Americans coming to the UK, but the Brits travelled everywhere. This is closer to home. Next year the choice is Italy and Australia and China. They seem to be the places people feel are safe….
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