What Day Is It Again?
Yesterday, I believe that was a Friday, was an utterly shambolic day. I woke up thinking it might just be different than every other day lately.…
It Started With The Keys and Ended With the Police
I had to go to London for a few days. The usual, see the doctor, sort my things out in the UK, look through my post,…
A Virtual Visit to Cannes
Over the last few days, I have been itching to get away for a few days – out of the country, not just another village in…
Who or What Defines Me?
I don’t know which is worse, letting something or someone define me as a person or knowing that it’s taken me this long to realise I don’t know who I am anymore and how I define myself when I have nobody to help me or a job to give me the stature I once had.
Airports Aka Continuous Queues and Grumpy People
I recently found myself at the airport again, third time in the past week, and as an avid people watcher, think it’s just the perfect place…