Rabbit Holes

Today feels like it has slipped through my fingers. I rolled out of bed a minute or so after the radio alarm clock erupted into life at 7am, and stomped off towards the shower. A few minutes later I arrived in the kitchen to discover a washing up mountain from the night before. My other … Continue reading Rabbit Holes

Disconnecting

I’m not sure when this feeling started – maybe a few days ago, or a few weeks, or even a few months ago. It feels like I’m slowly disconnecting from the social internet. I read a piece by a journalist earlier, where she made a forthright speech about not installing Instagram on her new mobile … Continue reading Disconnecting

Saturday

The day began at 7am when the radio alarm clock burst into life, filling the bedroom with the local radio station. Nobody actually staffs the radio station at the weekend, so a playlist continues throughout the day, interspersed with national news stories. Our youngest daughter was supposed to be taking part in a football (soccer) … Continue reading Saturday

Working from Home

After a mammoth session recording expenses for this week’s adventures in Germany, I returned home after lunch to keep Miss 17 company. Her teenage friends seem intent on turning her inside out at the moment, so of course I’m going up to bat for her again, and again, and again. None of this is in … Continue reading Working from Home

Departure

This is a story about cost cutting gone mad. I arrived at Frankfurt Airport this morning, expecting to follow the usual routine of baggage check-in, and security. Nope. Not going to happen. Instead of quietly wandering up to a desk and having a staff member check my bags in I joined a huge crowd of … Continue reading Departure

To the Apotheker

I learned something new this evening. After work I had a splitting headache, so thought “it’s fine – I’ll buy something to eat from the supermarket, and have a quiet night in the hotel room”. I presumed that I would be able to buy headache tablets at the supermarket, just like at home. I was … Continue reading To the Apotheker