My dear friend knows that I would never pass up the opportunity of sitting on four royal thumbs in a holy place.
Sitting on the thumbs of kings
Sources of Joy – Days 14 and 15
Festa da São Faustino It does seem a bit of a cop-out to write about two days together, although it does appeal to the non-conformist part of me. I love seeing other people working in cooperation with one another, especially when creativity of an ordinary kind produces something beautiful and shared. It is what makes... Continue Reading →
Mushrooms, unicorns and little green apples
Who knew that mushroom caps could be depressed? Well, if you did, then you will have no trouble at all acknowledging that grapevine leaves can be blistered. That was a shameless plug for the ample ampelography section of the Vine to Wine Circle, the most fascinating part of which for me was the morphology of... Continue Reading →
Sweeping for Jesus
I am an at-the-desk and sitting-up-straight-on-a-chair person. Always have been. I could never do homework on my bed. My laptop always sits on my desk, perched like some space-age typewriter. But today I am doing something I never normally do. I am sitting on our new sofa with my feet up, with my laptop on... Continue Reading →
Saint Jerome, freelance translator
This post has been written to mark International Translation Day (30 September each year), also known as Saint Jerome's Day. It is endorsed by the Fédération Internationale des Traducteurs/International Federation of Translators to which all national translator, interpreter and terminologist associations and institutions are affiliated. Fittingly, for the purposes of what follows below, this year's theme is... Continue Reading →
…little talk awhile of me and thee…
I came across one of those sentimental "quotations" so prevalent these days. I have done a quick translation into English, and must emphasise now that I do not identify with the sentiment conveyed! And if I were to die? Imagine what it would be like, you sending me an SMS knowing that I would never answer... Continue Reading →
That elusive pair of jeans 