Oh England, my lionheart.
It’s not unusual for me to get a Kate Bush earworm, but lately, her song from the Lionheart album just…
Under the Linden Tree
The linden trees are in bloom and the air is thick with their sickly sweet scent. At night they ooze…
the stone
There is a coldness which has lodged itself between my shoulder blades. Colourless and characterless. Like a stone. Its presence…
Ode
At any age life is a privilege. But maybe it takes getting older to begin to realise this? As humans,…
Song for Europe
Over the last couple of days Ara has had high temperature during the night, and on Friday night it reached…
“Be kind, aim for my heart”
With a new season of ‘Game of Thrones’ hot off the global downloads last night, there is a palpable renewed nostalgia for…
Making Hay
Yesterday Cassi found a scorpion in her salad at school. Apparently its just a sign that the food is so…
I had a dream…
I had a dream once. The kind of dream that is more of a fantasy. Like when you’re browsing through…
The great migration
A new season – another new start. As the trees burst into bloom, we pack up once again. This time…
the natural way of things.
Its Easter weekend and the children get a one week break. The first they have had since arriving. Instead of…