I’m back in Melbourne, after my whirlwind jaunt in Nancy. I was in too much of a rush on Day 4 of the conference to post thoughts on Day 3 or Day 4. I promise I’ll do that once I recover from my jetlag and deal with my growing pile of mail, both snail and electronic.
In other news, the nicest thing about reading this article on blogging in this morning’s newspaper was hearing Z’s laugh when he recognised that a picture of me was in the newspaper. “That’s you, Dad!” he chortled when he recognised me.