So, who am I now? I have been so many versions of myself but this is a self description I have not used in years. I have just visited my 95 year old aunt, probably for the last time. When I entered her care home room, it was clear that she either couldn't see me... Continue Reading →
On Writing Letters
The Danish postal service no longer carries letters! Wow! After 400 years of delivering letters on from Dec 30th 2025 they only carry parcels. Postboxes are redundant and, for a while stamps, will be refunded. I am amazed. After Christmas I went out to buy some notepaper to write some letters... some actual letters. Notepaper... Continue Reading →
A Loved Child of my Father
Over the last few weeks I've taken to wearing a piece of jewellery given to me by my father when I was around 9 years old. This solid pewter pendant has lain in the bottom of my jewellery box as a mostly overlooked momento of childhood. As you can see: it's a smiley face. Why... Continue Reading →