It’s Friday, it’s 28 degrees and I’m sat in a Roman piazza for lunch and a beer. Travelling in Israel could be worse.
Friends may come, friends may go, but increasingly I’m finding that people, no matter where they are from, are people.
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In 2013, I ended a long term relationship. I wrote a body of work longer than 2 standard paperback novels. I started a new job. I moved countries. I moved deliberately to a place where I knew no one, I didn’t speak the language and had no idea of the culture, history or ethos.
With hindsight, I don’t know if this makes me incredibly stupid or incredibly brave.
For me the decision was ultimately simple. When else am I going to do this?
As a long year draws to a close I thought that it might be an opportune time to spend some a few moments reflecting on the last year. It has been a while since my last musing, over 3 weeks in fact. Which is both rather usual and completely unplanned. I’ve intended to sit down […]
Given last time around’s security effort to detain me in a large open space with no passport. This time I gave it an hour to get to the airport and two and a half for security. Of course this time I breezed through traffic, all of security, walked onto the shuttle bus and am at […]