Archive | December 2011

2012 is coming…..shall I miss 2011?

This time last year I was at Home (Home Is Where The Heart Is as commonly and widely stated) happy for a permanent position and getting ready for “the big messy day”, the day we were getting married.

The end of the year was fussy, messy and full of anxiety but those two weeks up north were calming, happy and elating…..

Now, a year after, this end of year is almost subdued, sort of quiet. The end of a not so exalting year and the beginning of ….. the beginning of something yet to be known, yet to be met… something different and new…announced only by a long wait.

We’ll face what will come… yet…

While I think about it….

Happy new year.




Today the old man at the ticket office of  Sint Servaant made us both pay reduced fare after pointing  at him and asking if he weere a studenta and our grinning denial.

The choice is…either he decide I was a student all the same or that I was over 65…. don’t wanna know which of them.

Welcome Home!

a rose is a rose……

Anche senza fiori…. il calore di “Casa” si sente… e pesa ogni volta un po’ di piu’.

(not so) intimate thoughts

….suddenly Virginia Woolf and her “A room of one’s own” feels actual. This seems to be my own private room.

Protect yourself: act simply!

The effective Lila’s campaign on World Aids Day.

You can find it HERE