Too early, too loud, too kind, too many (46.2021)

The C Word It's still November but here in the UK attention seems to have turned to Christmas already. The radio is full of ads advising us to shop and shop and shop and buy more food and maybe buy new furniture and generally buy your way into celebrating the Festive Season. There's even a… Continue reading Too early, too loud, too kind, too many (46.2021)

Restart, reframe (41.2021)

This week, after a long break, I tuned in again to the Wake Up/Wind Down podcast. This week Niall was talking about Irish poet/philosopher John O'Donoghue. And there was a fabulous quote to start the week: "Many of us have made our world so familiar that we do not see it anymore. An interesting question… Continue reading Restart, reframe (41.2021)

Light in the morning (40.2021)

I started the week in Scotland, and spent a long, leisurely Monday travelling back by train from Fort William to London. I managed to have my solo time on the West Highland Line after all, staring out the window and watching the scenery slipping by, while I nibbled at my packed breakfast, dreaming of one… Continue reading Light in the morning (40.2021)

Books, music, tea (38.2021)

It's been a week with some grim news - the delays in diagnosing and treating cancer caused by Covid-19; the fuel shortages that the government is insisting don't exist; the collapse of several energy companies as gas prices increase just as winter is approaching. Sometimes the news implies that we are on the verge of… Continue reading Books, music, tea (38.2021)

Putting the pieces back together (31.2021)

It's strange how pieces from different places connect sometimes. I'm not talking about jigsaws here (for once). I heard this week that one of the more interesting novels I've read in recent years, Drive your Plow over the Bones of the Dead by Olga Tokarczuk, has been made into a movie called Spoor. I found… Continue reading Putting the pieces back together (31.2021)

Frozen (but don’t Let it Go) (6.21)

Yes, this week has been untypically cold for a London winter, with temperatures regularly below freezing (even during the day), necessitating me breaking out the jacket and boots I refer to as either "DefCon 1" or "Moscow measures" when we need to leave the house and go for a walk. And yes, even in this… Continue reading Frozen (but don’t Let it Go) (6.21)