or: Saying goodbye isn’t always hard My getting rid of things started eight years ago. You would have thought it would have started with my move to HK twelve years ago. It didn’t. That particular adventure started with putting quite […]
or: When “sparking joy” is not enough This black cashmere coat is my first tailored piece of clothing. This doesn’t include the various articles my Mum made for me growing up – including my high school uniform with two skirts […]
or: When no decision is a decision I have never gone through my shoes to decide which ones to keep and which to donate. This is because I tend to wear my shoes until they fall apart, I buy them […]
or: One reason to keep important documents with you when flying I’ve had a few nerve-wracking conversations with various officials at airports over the years. I find them nerve-wracking simply because it is totally within these peoples’ power to decide […]
or: Yes, I still have things I don’t need As has become my custom upon returning from a trip, I am again going through my cupboard to donate some clothes and who knows anything else that no longer fits with […]
or: Unexpected Public Holiday I am yet to meet anyone who doesn’t enjoy a long weekend. The only thing better than a planned public holiday is when one appears out of the blue and you happen to have been scheduled […]
or: My first national food in a tube (not including Vegemite) It’s no secret. One of the 974 things I like about traveling is having the opportunity to try new food. I’m coming toward the end of three months in […]
or: Carpark Picnicking One of the 974 things I enjoy about Mauritius is the music. I don’t understand much of it as it’s often sung in Creole however I enjoy the beat, the sound, the instruments themselves and watching the […]
or: Chips /crisp flavours – do they really taste like what’s on the packet? I haven’t kept my fondness for Smiths Salt n Vinegar chips / crisps a secret over the years. I have been a fan since my childhood […]
or: How to make a chair more comfortable Most houses from my childhood had a formal lounge area that was just for the grown-ups and that had the ‘good televsion’. You know the one, the bigger screen and in colour […]