Thanks, Oprah!

She's still looking good, folks! Yes, I am talking about Oprah Winfrey and her gratitude journal. Are you wondering what sudden rush of blood to the head brought this on? I can see at least one of my favourite cousins making a face already. Well , back in the day when media was not quite so... Continue Reading →

Imagine that you’re monolingual

My dislike of making phone calls collided with the necessity of phoning customer support to reconfigure my modem after our recent bout of liquid sun. Viewed objectively, I could help myself in two ways: I could order a new landline instrument so that I do not have to use my cheap cellphone on which I... Continue Reading →

The sunny Algarve

For the purposes of promoting tourism, we who live here always refer to this region as "the sunny Algarve". Here is a picture taken mid-morning today: As alluded to by the caption, we always have sun in the Algarve – every day of the year. It is just that some days, it is the "liquid"... Continue Reading →

The girl out of Africa

Forget the convent; the real saying is You can take the girl out of Africa, but you cannot take Africa out of the girl. Another quotation which only half-sprung to mind and strangely attributed in my internal workings to Heinrich Böll, but which it seems really belongs to Søren Kierkegaard, the Danish theologian and philosopher (1813-1855),... Continue Reading →

What a lovely surprise! I am still trying to cope with the severely skewed statistics. 😉 Allison

Some days, a fairytale

Some days, it is probably better not to share one's thoughts. As I sat daydreaming positively at my desk, I wondered how my search for truth was coming along. I know, I'll search for truth on Google! This turns out to be the worst idea I have had all day: I get "about 57,300,000 results... Continue Reading →

Fast forward

Today could be the perfect case study for bad time management. I pretty much had it under control for three and a half hours. At 10:30 I had been working for two hours at a steady pace and was enjoying the experience. Then I remembered my partner had a dental appointment at 11:30. Well, we... Continue Reading →

Pathways

Could it be that because we humans have so many neural pathways within our bodies that we love tracing lines in the sand, following pathways across a field or through a forest, and taking the road less travelled? During a miniature tour of the countryside a couple of days ago, I found myself really tempted... Continue Reading →

Sand and Silence

Whenever I think of beach sand, the noise of the sea rushes into my ears. I have never lived near the sea. On one holiday, I found the constant breaking of the waves so comforting to the soul, I earnestly wished I could preserve that auditory memory forever. The memory does not last; it is... Continue Reading →

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