On the Inside
Things are happening. We’re almost there on closing the deal on a flat we’ve found. Of course, there are legal issues on the vendor’s side. And yes, you’ve guessed it, she refuses/isn’t able to sort...
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What follows is a slightly longer entry on my buying-a-home-in-London drama. If it’s not your cup of tea I won’t mind if you skip it. Once upon a time About two years ago, V and I decided to buy a...
View ArticleCollection of Walls
bit·ter·sweet adj. 1. Bitter and sweet at the same time 2. Producing or expressing a mixture of pain and pleasure Seventy-four boxes. It’s strange how you can put a number on pretty much everything...
View ArticleHome Away From Home
I once read something about this airport, where on New Year’s Eve they auctioned off the mountain of unclaimed suitcases they’d collected over the year. People would gather in one of their plastic...
View ArticleTectonic Plates
Things are beginning to settle. I wait for a while, fingers resting on the keyboard, letting the words sink in. Beginning to settle. Things are. It’s taken me a long time to identify it, this...
View ArticleThis Side Up
I’m entangled in other people’s tragedies these days. I know I’ve changed when I see how differently I look at my loved ones’ problems now. I’m not as easily shaken as I used to be, which isn’t to say...
View ArticleThese Are The Words
It feels like I’ve got less and less to write about these days. There’s little to moan about, I’m not sad, I’m not going through any crisis. I haven’t picked up any new exciting hobby, I haven’t fallen...
View ArticleSingle Sentence Saturday: Potpourri
Whenever we get a parcel from home, I set everything in a line on the table and for a while, every breath of air smells like childhood.Filed under: Single Sentence Tagged: Childhood, Home, Memories
View ArticleNap All Day, Sleep All Night
I haven’t had a day like today in a while. After walking the beaches of Brighton and Hove for a few hours yesterday, then back to our place and an evening of red wine and horror movies, I turned to bed...
View ArticleFifty Shades of You and Me
I haven’t been writing much lately. As most hungers, it comes and goes, this typing-every-half-formed-thought-you-ever-have-for-strangers-to-jugde thing. I’m hardly ever online these days, except when...
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