Stories from the journey home
A friend and I headed to Green Park this morning to lay a floral tribute to the late Queen. It was closed when we got there. So we followed the crowd to Hyde Park instead. The sun was shining. The sky was blue. And we paid our last respects to Elizabeth the Great. For Debbie’s... Continue Reading →
It was a rainy day in London today with sudden bursts of sunshine. I was working from home when my colleague informed us that the Queen was gravely ill. I turned on the TV and realised that the BBC had stopped broadcasting its usual programs and was now continuously covering the story. It started as... Continue Reading →
The British Museum One Word Sunday: Curve
One Word Sunday: Straight
Spent the day walking through flower fields at the Tower of London. The day was warm. The sun was shining. It was a beautiful summer day. The flowers will grow there from June to September, changing during the summer and blooming at different times. For Six Word Saturday
Went to a fantastic exhibition at the V&A about fashion from the African continent. Dynamic and diverse as the different countries, the exhibition explored how politics and history manifested in its fashion scene. Creativity and fashion allows us to write our own narratives. They are spaces for people who have a vision for the continent... Continue Reading →
It was Thursday night when the notice came up on my social media feed. Me: Hey, there is an exhibition of surrealist art at the Tate…Son: You know, I’m not a fan of modern art, but I do think surrealism is interesting.Me: Wanna see it with me?Son: Sure! So we booked a time for Saturday... Continue Reading →
"Do you want to go back?" he asks me one summer afternoon. We were strolling through a park at the time. I knew my husband wasn't asking about returning to our flat. Back to our teenage son who passed on a walk with his parents. "I could stay here a long time. It's completely up... Continue Reading →
We went out to the Common last night and ate burgers while the sun set. It was a beautiful summer evening with new friends. For Debbie’s Six Word Saturday
It was a beautiful exhibition at the Tate Modern. The artist has been living in a mental health hospital since the 1970s. I fight pain, anxiety, and fear every day, and the only method I have found that relieves my illness is to keep creating art. I followed the thread of art and somehow discovered... Continue Reading →
My son is off at camp. My husband will be home from work after midnight. I am home alone, reading a book that is moving me to tears. It's a collection of love stories. A crazy Australian writer spent some time on a busy Brisbane street with a typewriter and recorded stories that came walking... Continue Reading →
We are mad fans of Aaron Sorkin. My husband and I have loved his work ever since West Wing came into being and made us dream of noble people and a better world. I also loved studying Harper Lee’s To Kill A Mockingbird in high school. Far away from Alabama, in a small city close... Continue Reading →
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