My granddad’s eyes.
A little while ago, I received a message from indie writer Jamie Hoang saying “What would you do if you learned you’d be going blind in six weeks?” Her book Blue Sun, […]
Tag Archives: Life
My piano can talk.
A cherished object is by definition… an object we hold dear. Well, I have had a little trouble with this definition because as soon as I entered the CHERISHED blogfest […]
The other side of the coin.
When I say “airport” what do you think of? For me, an immediate image pops in my head – that of the opening scene of Love Actually, shot in the arrivals gate at […]
101 Things. 1001 Days.
I have been mulling over this for a while. I like the idea behind this challenge. ‘101 things in 1001 days’ means that I can really think about the 3 years […]
Memory is a funny mechanism.
I have spoken about memory before. In fact, I have come to realise that memory is an important theme in my writing, both in my blog posts and in […]
I lived in a bubble… until I burst it.
Yesterday, I spoke about the yellow concept coined by Albert Espinosa, an industrial engineer, writer, director and amongst all this creativity, a cancer survivor who lost one leg, a lung […]
The phantom of the opera is here.
Never has music been more important than it is in this post. So make sure you press play and dive in the memory of (perhaps) the most moving two and a half hours […]
Celebrate in small doses, you will always be happy.
Last week, the lovely and creative Ifrahrao nominated my blog for the Liebster Award. Coincidentally, I have been thinking about celebration lately and what it takes for us to pat ourselves on the back. […]
We have no control over what we remember.
We all have random memories, some are as vague as a dream, others a little more defined and others that only exist in photo albums. There is also those uncertain moments, […]
My mother is everything my father wasn’t.
There you have it. One of the few musical appearances you will find of me on the web. I have decided to share this song with you because today is […]
Finish what you started.
I am writing this post some thirty thousand feet above the ground, seat 16A. A few moments ago, we flew over the snow-capped, Swiss Alps and I found myself day-dreaming […]
Play. Pause. Breathe.
Einstein said it first, time moves at different speeds. It is an erratic, whimsical friend who speeds and slows as he pleases. Here, at home, time moves slow. The sun is […]
A writer's caravan 