I wrote this note in 2009, exactly 9 years ago, (came across it accidentally). Today seems an appropriate day to reprint (unedited). “I can’t sleep so writing instead… …They say
It was one uneventful Saturday morning, over a cup of coffee, while casually flipping through the FT pages I came across to the statement more powerful (ok powerful to me) than the
It happens sometimes. The sun is shining, the hair looks messy but I like it, Alan gives me a hug as we leave our beautifully decorated apartment to grab a
What legacies do city communities leave and how do we build better ones? My great grandmother passed on her house, in a typical communal courtyard called Ezo, to my grandfather,
Somehow through my University I got invited to attend a special weekend event in the University of Edinburgh campus which would be followed up by a glorious black tie dinner.
Somewhere at the border of boredom and curiosity I found myself going through the tapestry exhibition in Stirling Castle in Scotland with Alan during our wedding anniversary, I’d already done a