Falling Apart
On the last day of our holiday I could feel either the same bug I had before going away making a comeback - doing an encore of sorts - or an entirely new bug...
On the last day of our holiday I could feel either the same bug I had before going away making a comeback - doing an encore of sorts - or an entirely new bug...
You find me sitting in the bar of the Hotel U Prince on the edge of the old-town square in Prague, watching the hours tick down towards the arrival of our ca...
After taking quite some time to scrape ourselves out of bed this morning (or rather, after it took my other half quite some time to scrape herself out of bed...
Yesterday morning we were up and out early for a walk to Prague Castle. Given we are staying in the old town, this meant picking out way through the city str...
You know how you have all the good intentions to do something for day after day, but the moment never seems to present itself? That explains how you don’t kn...
It’s been a week since the last post. How does that even happen? I remember years ago when I would write almost every day. How did I find time? Perhaps I did...
It’s already Monday morning. I’m playing the age old game of avoiding tomorrow by making today last longer. It’s been a bit of a weekend.
How has an entire week passed since I last wrote anything in the blog?
After surviving another lap around the local star aboard our collective ball of mud, my other half asked what I might like to do this weekend. I pulled “Blet...
Today’s writing prompt at Wordpress asks “what experiences in life helped you grow the most?”. Good question - and one I might answer differently on any give...