Remember ‘shopping’? Not for food or clothes, things which one really wants to select by sight. I mean, shopping for the perfectly-packaged, homogenous items Jeff Bezos targetted as being ideal internet-commerce stock. DVDs, books, CDs (who even buys CDs now?). I used to really enjoy that kind of shopping. I remember as a teenager (yes, …
Spent today at the Buckinghamshire Railway Museum with my friend Esther and two of her children Benjy and Zara. Aren’t they lovely? Zara has a habit of sticking her tongue out if she knows you’re taking a picture of her. Probably a form of protest which I ought to respect, but I just got around …
Was supposed to have lunch with a friend today but unfortunately they weren’t able to make it so instead I took myself off to Highgate Woods, where I sat happily alone for a few hours reading. It’s yet another place within a 20-minute drive of where I live but which I have never visited. At …
So today’s visit, it would be fair to say, brought up *some stuff* for me. Which I’m still processing, but I’ll try to explain it as far as I can. I went to the Liberal Synagogue in St John’s Wood – here’s its website. I’ve never been to a Liberal Synagogue before. Frankly, growing up Orthodox …
“CHANGE, whose insistent tendrils seek out the edifices we have so carefully wrought and return them once again to dust” John Kabat-Zinn, ‘Full Catastrophe Living’ Glorious weather today, perfect for a lazy pub lunch at The Wellington Arms in Hampshire, and then a long country walk. My companion suggested heading out toward the Roman ruins at …
A red bus, black cabs, the Millennium Wheel, Big Ben – why yes guvnor, I spent today in Merrie Olde London town! In fact, this is the reason that I ended the day feeling hot, exhausted and slightly ripped-off. I went to Westminster Abbey today, the Queen’s own church. Despite living in London most of …
Off to Vyner Street in East London today with my friend Miki to look at Art. I didn’t know until today that this street is full of pretty much nothing but art galleries. Not the Cork Street “how much for a late Lowry” kind of gallery but the new, funky kind of gallery where they …