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Advent Carols at Norwich Cathedral
“We should get there at least half an hour earlier to get a decent seat.” “Half an hour!” “Bring a book.” “I don’t know… reading a book in church?” “Other people chat before the service, which I find infuriating. At … Continue reading
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Tagged advent carols, katherine gregor, norwich cathedral, scribe doll, writing
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“Thank You” Isn’t Just About Etiquette
I’ve started dropping friends and acquaintances who fail to thank. Be it for a present, a favour or simply for having had dinner at my home. It’s my choice and although it may appear as unforgiving, I have good reasons … Continue reading
A Little Black Number Called Genie
I’d grieved over the meaninglessness of my first cat, Pyewacket, going missing and now felt I was ready for a new feline room mate. Kittens in London are like gold dust, since most people have their cats neutered and spayed, … Continue reading
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Tagged black cat, katherine gregor, medical error, misdiagnosis, pets, scribe doll, writing
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Do people change, or is blood really thicker than water?
It’s a grey, chilly afternoon and I’m listening to Jordi Savall’s CD Orient-Occident. I love it. It makes me quiver all over, it makes me tingle. It makes my blood and every cell in my body want to dance. “You … Continue reading
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Tagged culture, jordi savall, katherine gregor, nationality, scribe doll, writing
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Portrait of Mother and Child
It’s a crowded train and he sits on her lap, her arms around him. Not tight but rather soft, rounded, her hands relaxed on his lap. So he doesn’t feel trapped. So he doesn’t feel as though there’s any danger. … Continue reading
Château de Seneffe*
I’ve translated ten pages and that’s enough work for today. It’s raining heavily, so I can’t go out for a walk in the grounds this afternoon. Determined, steady rain that heralds the autumn. Hard rain that chills the air until … Continue reading
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Tagged belgium, katherine gregor, scribe doll, seneffe, translation, writing
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The Yellow Dress
Through a writer with whom we’ve recently formed a pleasant acquaintance, we were invited to a small dinner party given by a prince belonging to one of Italy’s oldest and most illustrious houses. The kind that owns a collection of … Continue reading
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Tagged aristocracy, katherine gregor, scribe doll, storm flies, writing
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A Herb Garden on the Windowsill
I’d planned to work today. After all, for one reason or another – mainly to do with accumulated tiredness, I spent all last week doing dolce farniente. However, when I woke up this morning, after ten hours’ sleep, I remembered … Continue reading
Exeunt, pursued by bedbugs
Our first holiday in years. We entered my acquaintance’s Paris flat, immediately expressing our gratitude to the moon-faced ginger tom who had made this possible. We could not have afforded a hotel, so free accommodation in the exclusive, almost central … Continue reading
Norwich Animals
Every morning, half a dozen or so large seagulls gather on the roof of the house opposite H’s study window. Well, perhaps “gather” isn’t the right word, since they’re never all there at the same time. They compete for the … Continue reading
Posted in Animals, Uncategorized
Tagged animals, katherine gregor, norwich, scribe doll, writing
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Scribe Doll 