Tag Archive: Utrecht

she’s here

Autumn took one look at me, stuck knee-deep in the writer’s block bog, and pursed her lips. Then she decided to forego the usual Victorian niceties and announce her own arrival. All I… Continue reading

from up there

A few months ago my dad and I climbed the Dom Tower in Utrecht. A day or so into his visit, my very best “I’ve got it together” face crumpled as I let… Continue reading

use the force, Luke

Usually I’m a sucker for reds and purples, jute rugs, dark wood and second-hand kitsch when it comes to interior design, but the crisp minimalist sensibility is growing on me with each snowy… Continue reading

white noise

Twas the night before New Year’s and all through the house not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. We partied from sundown to mid-evening only — by 9:30pm we were crumpled… Continue reading

winterfell

Oh it is ON. Welcome to town, December! Pleased to see ya round these parts again. Exactly one year ago we were packing our bags for a whirlwind traipse across the States to… Continue reading

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 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 mums

I’m not British. But when I was 12 and at the height of my Jane Austen phase (which has yet to fully pass), I memorized Shakespeare’s Sonnet 116 in a BBC accent and… Continue reading

of the furtive nap

There is a house, a napping house, where everyone is sleeping. In this hilarious book from my childhood, “everyone” is a snoring granny, a dreaming child, a dozing dog, a snoozing cat, a… Continue reading

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