Tag Archives: katherine gregor
Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea*
I am like a woman who keeps being lured towards the mad, bad lover, while a perfectly nice guy is standing around, available. I have always been fiercely judgmental of women like that. Why don’t they think with their brain … Continue reading
Poverty, Yes – But St Francis Also Loved Animals
Although I am not a Catholic, I was overwhelmed when, last Wednesday afternoon, a friend texted me the words, “New Pope elected!” Immediately, I went onto the Italian Radio and Television website, and remained glued to it for several hours. … Continue reading
Birthday in a New City
My friend B. gave me a gift card for a coffee shop chain, for Christmas. He said it would allow him to buy me a coffee or hot chocolate if I ever really needed one, and he was not there … Continue reading
Habit as an Enemy
You do not need to travel across the Globe, to experience culture shock. It can suddenly creep up on you where you least expect it. Just a few hours away from where you have spent the last eighteen years. Habit … Continue reading
Trying Out a New City
Is two weeks long enough for a new city and you to decide whether you would make a good team? Well, two weeks is all I have. The fog was so thick, this morning, it had swallowed up the Cathedral … Continue reading
Time for a Change?
“Change your city, change your luck.” It is a Jewish saying, my osteopath told me. In a Russian fairy tale, the Tzar bids his sons go into an open field with their bows and arrows, and aim into the air. … Continue reading
Britain Sees Snow for the First Time – Again
We had some snow, a couple of weeks ago. Soft, white powder sifted out of a dark grey sky all day, without stopping. Eventually, the dusting on the ground and roofs thickened to a cloak, and muffled the city sounds. … Continue reading
The Astrolabe. Why have Sat Nav or a Smartphone?
I have a favourite artefact at the British Museum. One I never fail to go and admire, whenever I happen to be visiting this treasure trove of international archeology. It was a couple of years ago. I was lucky enough … Continue reading
Epiphany and an Old Woman Bearing Gifts*
Traditionally, it is La Befana – and not Father Christmas – who brings gifts to the children of Central Italy. It is on the morning of the Epiphany, that children would wake up to find packages under their beds. If they … Continue reading