Today is Holocaust Memorial Day. I’m sorry to say that normally it would pass without much thought. Often as the distance widens between our reality and the horrific events past, their impact fades and we become less concerned to think about them. Like most people in the Western world, I’ve grown up hearing about the [...]
Entries from January 2009
January 27, 2009
Overheard on an Evening Walk
The couple stride purposefully down the quiet road, eyes fixed ahead.
‘Maybe. One day,’ he says.
She says nothing, looking unconvinced.
A moment later they disappear beneath the tunnel of trees.
January 26, 2009
Triple Ginger Cookies!
I just made these cookies from a recipe on 101 Cookbooks.com. I’ve been meaning to for ages but it took me a while to collect the ingredients. Some, like star anise and crystallised ginger, took a teensy bit of extra effort. They came out great though. Of course, I substituted the egg for a guestimated [...]
January 26, 2009
Dandiya on the Dance Floor!
After a day at our regular Saturday dance class, where we’re preparing for a show in London next month, Tulasi and I changed and went straight to the Saanji of a friend. A Saanji is a traditional Gujarati event preceding a wedding, consisting of an evening of dance and music and general merriment. The best [...]
January 22, 2009
Son of a Preacher Man
I’m taking a module in Children’s Writing at the moment. In class yesterday we were reading folk tales from different cultures, like the African Anansi tales and Aesop’s fables. One story spoke of a bird that perished when it tried to fly higher than the others. The story had been told as a cautionary tale [...]
January 19, 2009
Monday Morning Blues?
This morning on the Tube to my work placement, I was eyedropping (you eavesdrop with your ears, and eyedrop with your eyes – let’s get in dictionaries by 2010 – yes we can!) on the magazine of the girl next to me. The article was decorated with pink swirls and a beautiful stylised sunrise, and [...]
January 16, 2009
The Prodigal Daughter
I’ve been so touched at how many people have said they were worried about me whilst I was in Israel. I didn’t think many people would notice I was away, let alone remember where I was. I think it becomes that way when you travel a lot – people get used to you disappearing and [...]
