It’s that ‘back to school’ time of year, when people take a deep breath, gird their loins and get ready for the return to term time routine. It’s not my favourite time of year, to be honest. I love the
Christine bought me a book on wabi-sabi, a Japanese concept concerning finding beauty in imperfect, old, repaired or broken things. There’s a lot more to the concept but that’s it in shorthand. In an early chapter, there was mention of
Years ago, I saw a cute idea on Tumblr and saved it. I haven’t been on Tumblr for ages but I went into it the other day to look at something embroidery-related and found the thing I’d saved. The idea
There are a few more poppy-related things in progress but there are a few other ideas around. The Rathgar horticultural show is coming up. It’s Christine’s gig really. She enters and wins baking competitions each year. One of the competitions,
Yikes-y time with a ladder but Edward was standing by to catch me, and hand me things. Anyway, it’s up. I want to decorate it with butterflies and I painted a few this evening. I’m not sure about them though.
I spend much of my working life suggesting to young people that they slow down. Poetry, prose and drama all benefit from careful pacing. You speed up, you lose the opportunity to interpret and to really communicate with one’s audience.
I’m currently conducting an involuntary experiment in creativity and sleep deprivation! I, let’s say, ‘ingested’ a herbal supplement yesterday evening that had the unintended consequence of keeping me awake all last night, this on top of a poor night’s sleep
On this day 34 years ago, my Dad died suddenly. I had forgotten that this was his anniversary until Jane, my step-mum, reminded me. Coincidentally, while doing a bit of a tidy in our converted attic this morning, I came