The book has been written and delivered, and is now in the editing stage. Photos and illustrations are being selected and there may even be a definite publication date soon. I hope to be able to give more details shortly! It has been intense and demanding, but also an extremely rewarding and instructive experience.
Anyway, I now find myself with a little more time to explore Paris and think about the blog again, even if I'm not sure whether blogs are really the most effective medium for sharing things today.
Ahead of some more stories from Paris, here is something I stumbled across in the city's suburbs. A year ago I wrote about Vélizy, a place I described as an invisible town, so it seemed entirely suitable to find a funfair without any people.
Celebrating the approach of Spring, it apparently comes alive in the evening and at weekends, curiously the exact opposite of the town itself. There must be a community here though, and I hope they all find much amusement at the Stardust Palace, even if I have no idea what might take place there.
That there are no visitors outside of opening hours is completely normal, but I have no idea where the fairground workers and stallholders were hiding. I spotted one, tightening some essential nuts on the rather terrifying looking Boomerang ride, but he was the only person on site.
A fairground without noise, lights and people quickly becomes an unnerving experience, a glimpse into some post-disaster dystopia. The gaudy and garish paintwork suddenly seems darker, the ghost train far more menacing when empty and boarded up.
I would have liked to have seen the fair packed with people and bright with sound, but I think the thrill would have still been greater on this bright and chilly afternoon.