When I visited New York City in 2007, I didn’t see the stage musical version of Xanadu, but I caught it five years later when the students at WAAPA (the Western Australian Academy of Performing Arts) put it on. Xanadu is an example of the public getting it right … repeatedly. The original movie did not do…
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Jun
On my first trip to Argentina, before Skype, before international roaming (or at least before it was affordable), before prepaid calling cards, before you could phone on Messenger, before WhatsApp … if I wanted to call home, I went to one of these: In a pokey booth like this … … a meter would clock…
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Jun
One of the installations I saw last year in Buenos Aires at the Centro Cultural Kirchner (CCK).
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Jun
The bottom part of this photo is Argentina. The top left is Paraguay. The top right is Brazil. I spent the first 660 million seconds of my life (and then some) entirely in one country – Australia – so to see three countries in one second was a bit of a thrill, even if the…
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Jun
You walk upstairs to this … … then into this: It’s La Catedral Club, a tango milonga in Buenos Aires. It would not be totally untrue to say that I have danced professionally. People did pay to see the first preview of my show The Sound of a Social Climbing Nun, where I bootscooted to…
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May
I’ve previously told you that President Franklin D Roosevelt once said: ‘The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.’ And how he clearly hadn’t been in as many Buenos Aires taxis as I have. At traffic lights, for some taxi drivers, this means go fast: This means go faster: This means slow down, have…
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May
Some of you may remember this image from the show My Argentina: Learning Spanish and Loving Thatcher: But you may not know the unbelievable sacrifice I made to get that. Every September, New York City has the Broadway Flea Market & Grand Auction. Different musicals have their own table, where they sell memorabilia, not necessarily…
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May
The Casa Rosada, which literally means ‘Pink House’, is where Argentine presidents have their office, though they live elsewhere. It’s at Plaza de Mayo (May Square), which I walked through in 2011 during a riot when they burnt down a giant Christmas tree. And I was there at the start of the 2005 Pride march,…
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May
