Eight weeks in and it is definitely time for a retreat

The first few weeks in a new country are always a whirlwind of overwhelm. Not only do banks, doctors, local registration, public transport cards bikes, car and somewhere to live need to be organised … but for us, this time, back in The Hague since March, there’s more… One: transit accommodation. Being officially just Ian … More Eight weeks in and it is definitely time for a retreat

Lost in Berlin

I’m sitting in a café on Neue Bahnhof Strasse in the Friedrichshain area of Berlin. The window is strung with miniature coloured lanterns and tea-lights placed in old teacups filled with coffee beans burn on every table. There is a blackboard balanced on a radiator that reads ‘kalte Tage warme Herzen’ (cold days, warm hearts) and … More Lost in Berlin

Loving and leaving

Suddenly the days have become sunnier and the trees more glossy. The food has become more addictive and the cheap massages and pedicures more tempting. I’m sure you can guess why… it’s because we know we are leaving. Partir c’est mourir un peu say the French. We Brits say, parting is such sweet sorrow. I’d … More Loving and leaving