Monday Morning, 9am

The clock has just ticked around to 9am. I’m sitting in the heart of Heathrow Airport in London, a few yards away from one of the departures boards. My flight is steadily moving up the board - with a note that the gate will be shown in about three quarters of an hour. As is …

Preparing to Travel

A travel case sits on the desk across the study from me, filled with clean clothes ahead of another week in Germany. I’ve decided to hedge my bets about the weather in Frankfurt over the coming week - packing summer rather than autumn clothes. If I get it wrong a late night shopping trip may …

Miserable

After waking to a blanket of grey skies this morning, the weather has been growing steadily worse. A fine mist of rain is now falling, painting the roads and footpaths with leaves from the trees, and filling the world with the smell of autumn. The washing machine and tumble dryer are fighting the good fight …

Contradictions

It's almost half past seven in the evening, dinner is finished, the washing up is done, the kitchen is clean, the washing machine is on, and I'm in the dark of the study tapping away at the keyboard while the Spotify "Favourite Coffee House" playlist fills the room. Miss thirteen didn't go to football practice …