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

Torn

It’s that Friday in the month that we hold the Writers’ Café. Always a special day for me and one that I only miss if I am out of town. Nothing else keeps me away. It was back in the early 80s before I was married, before I moved abroad and I’d actually started to … More Torn

Ten friends

I was very excited to hear that, this week, an old friend of mine, who has the accolade of being the person most postings have coincided with  (Stavanger, London, The Hague) was coming to KL for a trip. We arranged to meet for lunch today and her friend, American Marta, was taking us to a … More Ten friends