break bread like you mean it
This was taken when I was sitting across from my mom at the café across from the Durham Cathedral and the Durham Castle. I’ve been meaning to write more about […]
Category Archives: family
Pay attention to things written on walls, ok? Good news! Fafa has arrived in Engaland. She’s sitting here with me now. Here is mi madre: I took an overnight coach […]
going home (if there even is such a thing)
This might be a bit strange- this blogpost. Yes, I’m aware my writing can be odd on a semiregular basis, so this isn’t necessarily the most shocking opening gambit, but […]
Texas is for Lovers
In Notting Hill in London, there’s a shop, that’s been written about here before called the The Idler Academy of Philosophy Husbandry and Merriment, and I made the voyage to its […]
enough abandonment
One of the first people I met when I moved to Germany was Dermot. Fantastic person and even better artist. He’s Irish of course. Have you ever met a Dermot […]
Five things to harass the Dying
Recently, I was handed a German article about five things one should or could say to the dying to help them in their journey to the afterlife. Never to pass […]
Happy Birthday Fafa
I’ve written plenty here about people who’re no longer with us. Luckily, this isn’t going to be one of those blogposts. This is the opposite. Someone who’s very much still […]
Bagpipes with a side of Salsa
While I was travelling, I had times when I was regularly posting things here (lots of family and galavanting) and on the teablog (tea shops in southern Spain) and on […]
the worst name he could think of
Part of the pleasure of visiting family, if you can wade through the rage and resentment that tends to ensue, are the stories you hear (to be fair, there hasn’t […]
ginger and cheese
There’s a blogpost about products in the shape of Texas that’s coming up. I assume I’ll keep seeing things I want to include as long as I’m here, so I’ll […]
