A few days ago, I retired from work - my final occupation, my last job. I had orchestrated my exit, set everything in order and handed responsibility over - it all felt quite satisfying. I received a few cards and [...]
May has been glorious. I love my garden at this time of the year - it's so green, so overgrown, so soothing. I am reminded of Andrew Marvell's wonderful poem: 'The Garden'. Here is my favourite stanza which echos my [...]
This is the first Sunday in December and a poem beckons. I decide to read one of my favourites: ‘Sunday Morning’ by the American poet, Wallace Stevens. This poem was published in 1915 when the poet was 36. It is [...]
A week ago was my Birthday and I spent it travelling to Elba, an island of the coast of Italy, to attend a wedding. The day was a transition not only from one country to another but also from a [...]