I’m doing a bit more commuting these days – to Edinburgh twice a week, since you ask. The plan is to use all that lovely sitting down, wified time to get writing. I’ve even bought a fold-up keyboard to use with my iPad. So I’m ready, really ready. No excuses. And… Not gazing through the […]
Show me the Monets
The shame… “Oh no, madam. The Monets are at Kelvingrove, we’ve got Manets, and Degas and lots of other stuff. But if it’s Monets you want, you’ll need to go elsewhere,” the lady with the badge at the Burrell Collection said gently. But her kindness didn’t soften it, Boy Three’s face fell. We were crushed. […]
To be a pinball wizard…
It’s been busy here. I know, I know. Less than two weeks to Christmas, of course, it’s busy and if you’re not busy you’re doing it wrong. Bag-laden folk rushing about with clenched jaws and rapidly emptying wallets. Ho ho hum. Anyhow, it’s not just the annual jollities that have kept me busy… Among other […]
In which I forgot to go to yoga
Auschwitz: unequal to the task
This weekend we travelled to Poland and visited Auschwitz and Birkenau. I called this post unequal to the task because there’s nothing I can say about the place and what happened there that would come anywhere near doing it justice. But the camp was – horrifically – equal to its hellish task. Astonishingly so. 1.3 […]