Ch-ch-ch-changes, turn and face the strain. Thanks, David Bowie, for putting it so well.
Like you, we’re also facing the strain of a few changes this summer.
Lars and I will begin our summer in one home, and end up in another, in a different country and continent. Continue reading
In honor of Lars’s retirement this month, I took him for lunch to the House of Commons.
The restaurant that serves Members of Parliament is only open occasionally to the public, and I was lucky enough to snag a table for us.
Over all the years I’ve know Lars, we have never gone out for lunch on a workday, so this is what we call a Very Important Event in our marriage. Continue reading
Last week I had the pleasure of attending London Fashion Weekend, a glorious 5-day testament to all things sartorial, held twice yearly in Somerset House.
While not a fashionista myself (What? I’m not?), in the time I’ve lived in London I’ve seen more models parading around Chelsea and Mayfair than you could shake a stick at. Having watched them prance about, looking both bored and beautiful at the same time, I wanted to see what all the fuss was about. I wanted to attend a catwalk show.
This year, I got lucky. Tickets in hand, my friend Cheryl and I braved the Thursday rain, and attended our first professional catwalk show. We did it because we’re fascinated by beauty but also because we had a burning desire to discover what designers are dictating we wear in the coming year.
Yeah, right. Continue reading
Okay, today I was going to write to you about my trip to Denmark. With daughter and grandson. But then this happened on Twitter.
And I couldn’t stop thinking about it, so Denmark will have to wait for another day. Continue reading
Today I’d planned to tell you all about my trip to Denmark.
About how the family fell in love with my grandson, and how he fell in love with them. About the food. The cold. The beauty of that nordic country.
I think I’ll save all that for next week though, because something really odd happened when I got home on Wednesday. Continue reading