of snaps

The Muss has been quiet this week — one of my dearest childhood friends is visiting from New Zealand, and we have been scuttling around, stuffing her and her husband with as much… Continue reading →

of the things my eye collects

I’m not sure if you also flit between reality and a literary fantasy land like I do, but today I lived this poem by Richard LeGallienne: I meant to do my work today,… Continue reading →

of generations

This story is about the time my grandparents came to stay, but my favourite stories are the ones their hands tell. ” Do you have Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by Robert Louis… Continue reading →

of sheer madness

It’s Monday, I missed my mum something fierce this weekend, and it’s time for another totally self-indulgent whine, because I’m mad. Let me break it down for you. I’m mad that I’m the… Continue reading →

of the day after

I wake up, zombie-walk into the kitchen, and stare out at that shiny warm stuff we haven’t seen since 2011. Sunlight, is it really you? A little sustenance to pull us into the… Continue reading →

of Queen’s Day – it’s party time!

Happy Queen’s Day! For a full 24 hours each April 30, the country explodes in a burst of orange merriment, free concerts and flea markets to celebrate the Queen’s birthday. It’s madness. If… Continue reading →

of magical festival times at Tweetakt

Springtime in Utrecht means one thing: return of the festivals! During the year,  the Neude square is an empty cobblestoned triangle lined with mucky benches. But for ten days every spring, a group… Continue reading →