On a platform strewn with confetti hearts

I missed what happened, I just saw the aftermath – a million (more or less) shiny red hearts. I don’t know why they were there, but it made an otherwise unmemorable platform a little bit more special. Do people get engaged on platforms of busy stations? Married? Set off on their honeymoon? Are some people […]

On being late but also a week early

Me: (out of breath) “Good morning, name’s Jesska, I’m so sorry I’m late! (Draws breath) I got lost on the way…. Should I make a new appointment? (Breathes)” Secretary: (blank look) “tell me who you are again” Me: “Jesska” Secretary: (Alternately clicking away at the computer and flicking through the appointment book) “…but you don’t […]

On going back to school – part 2

So….. that was harder than expected. 4 hours is a long time to sit still and listen (never mind learn), especially after a full day at work*. After filling in a million forms and going through the details of what happens when and where, and introducing ourselves, and collecting our textbooks, and filling out yet […]

On going back to school (again)

In half an hour I go back to school. You would have thought that 13 years of normal school, followed by 3 years of glassblowing-school, followed by several months of Meister-glassblowing-school would be enough for anyone. You’d be wrong. You’d be forgiven for thinking that, but you’d still be wrong. Although it depends, I suppose, […]

On sleeping in the doghouse

The radio comes on loudly, waking us up the way it does every morning. DB sits up and looks across at the dog (C) we’re looking after, who’s sleeping on the floor next to his side of the bed. DB: (excited) Good morning C! It’s time to get up! Yup yup yup! It really is! […]

On playing Chinese whispers

Some families play scrabble. Some families are less interested in written words and so choose to play Chinese whispers instead. *** DB came home from work really upset the other day. Apparently his father had told him that his (DB’s) mother had said his uncle (C) was in hospital and that his aunt (H) didn’t […]

On early morning yoga

At 8:30 on a Sunday morning, I am about to be picked up for my first Yoga Session. Bearing in mind that it’s early, it’s a weekend and I spent the whole of yesterday digging up the garden and planting trees, I think I must actually be completely mad. Wish me luck.

On choosing

Some people know exactly what they want, what they like. When they have to choose something, anything, they make their choices based on pre-decided ideas.

I am not that person (and this post isn’t really about icecream).