Being a writer is continually digging for gold.
When I was 9, I had lived in Casablanca for two years. The Hassan II Mosque was being revamped and I had started a collection of tiny zellige tiles that […]
Tag Archives: Piano
A quick word from home.
I am writing these few words from Sofia. I flew in yesterday after crossing a thick layer of clouds –yes, I was welcomed with a very London-like drizzle. Oh the […]
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 […]
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 […]
My piano is my best friend.
Today, I am home. Not home-London, but home-home – Sofia, Bulgaria. I have spent a full 24 hours here and already, I feel recharged. This beautiful piano above is my best […]
If writing is a life buoy, music is the air that fills it.
I have often compared the importance of writing to that of a life buoy. It is incredible to think how many times I have found refuge in my notebook, how […]
A writer's caravan 