Obviously when I am guiding somewhere it is a place I have explored and studied. Oh the late nights over guttering candles, the hours in libraries, the sore feet from investigating hidden corners.
Not that I am complaining: absolutely not. I love my job.
One of the joys is seeing somewhere familiar through other eyes. This was very much the case recently when I had the joyous task of accompanying some French primary school children when they visited Windsor and Eton. Continue reading “Through other eyes (for the teachers planning school trips)”