of neighbour antics

Dear manling in #17, Dude. I know that certain challenges are attached to your situation, and we are totally sympathetic. It must be very grueling as a privileged young male student living alone… 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 the Raw Brownie

This morning I had a glorious breakfast. Don’t hate me. What is this girl thinking? you ask, all bristly and indignant. I’m a grown-up and I don’t eat brownies for breakfast. Oh, friend. We… Continue reading →

of a little fanfare

In the great wide blogosphere, we find ways to give each other kudos and shout-outs and direct some deserved attention to those who brighten our lives, stretch our minds, and remind us of… 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 TGIF tunes: Kimbra

Yesterday I sat in a coffeehouse of ill repute (when your man works with specialty coffee for a living, you learn to skulk about when visiting chains), wedged myself in an armchair in… Continue reading →

of Marmite

Tonight was a momentous occasion. Tonight I introduced my grandparents to Marmite. You know. Marmite. That salty, smoky ambrosian spread with a bibbity-bobbity-boo effect on children in Commonwealth countries who smear it on… 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 FOAM

If you are lucky enough to live in Amsterdam or its environs, carve out an afternoon soon (before May 30!) to take in this fantastic New York Times Magazine exhibition at the FOAM photography museum –… Continue reading →

of the Afternoon Friendly Cake

There comes a pause in the middle of a productive afternoon when one person turns and asks the other, “Shall we have a friendly?” A friendly is a moment of repose from study… Continue reading →