Bringing you news once a week on the ongoing 60 Postcards journey (you can read a summary of the story here), and on Friday I share a story of an inspirational person, project or cause. The definition of 'Memory': - The faculty by which the mind stores and remembers information - Something remembered from the past - The remembering or … Continue reading Holding on to the Memories
Writing a book is easy.....NO - NO IT IS NOT. This one is for all of the cynics out there. For all of the people who believe that I am on some kind of holiday - swanning about on my weekdays, coffee shop-hopping and lying in bed until 12pm. INCORRECT - this is not the … Continue reading Writing a Book is Easy…….
To follow the story from the beginning, click here. I am taking a time out. I have broken my laptop (for reasons I may explain one day) and I am tapping away on my mini iPad, which is not ideal for writing on. I sound like a princess having options but I won this in … Continue reading Time Out – A Post without Pictures
Note: To understand the story from the beginning click here. HOLD UP - who painted the taxi's black? Oh right, I see - I'm back in London. Back to reality. 6 days for some may seem an awful lot of time to spend in New York City. For me it felt like no time at all. I'm a … Continue reading Back to Reality
Note: To understand the story from the beginning click here. I didn't leave you with a classic cliffhanger last time. It didn't need one as the story is just so serendipitous. Big shout out to the spell check there. I'm pretty sure 'serendipitous' didn't make an appearance in the school spelling tests. I've never really … Continue reading Serendipity
Note: To understand the story from the beginning click here. I'm on a train. It's really early. I can't see properly yet but everything is OK, as I have nabbed a table seat for only me AND it has a plug socket - winner. It's always a gamble when you travel next to randoms, isn't it? … Continue reading France’s Got Talent
Note: To understand the story from the beginning click here. Saturday morning started with breakfast in our perfectly Parisian apartment. Well would you guess what we had? Croissants, bread, pastries and - oui, oui - coffee. Shocker. We were simply adhering to the staple diet required for such a trip. Sure, this diet is not entirely good for you but I … Continue reading No Ordinary Cafe….