Lady Danger! For all of 20 minutes…

One difference between Dubai and Shanghai: glitter and sparkles 15th March 2015 Shanghai  I must say, it surely is a pleasant sensation to wake up on a Sunday morning with a fresh head. Not tentatively opening one’s eyes and gradually feeling the eyelashes to ascertain whether the makeup had been removed, I was indeed wearingContinue reading “Lady Danger! For all of 20 minutes…”

Sunshine in fruit gums

One of the things that I have found really quite challenging in being so far away from home is the ever present guilt at not being there. It’s the little things like helping family with childcare or ‘knowing’, perhaps more apt, ‘thinking’ that you can make a difference if only you were there. Sometimes, however,Continue reading “Sunshine in fruit gums”

Racing cars and making dumplings

Wednesday 18th Feb – still Chinese New Year and I’m still in Fenghua Breakfast was not reheated pork and cold prawns but sweet noodles. As I slurped my way through that small soup bowl of sugary sweet noodles, I couldn’t help but think that this was intrinsically wrong. Sweet…noodles…perhaps the prawns would have been a betterContinue reading “Racing cars and making dumplings”

Prawns & personality dissection before 8am

Wednesday 18th Feb  When one has plenty of time to consider how they got themselves into a specific situation, such contemplation ultimately culminates in some sort of new conclusion regarding ones personality – for me it does, anyway. This morning, as I shivered, slightly dehydrated anxiously awaiting the household to stir, I decided that I take thingsContinue reading “Prawns & personality dissection before 8am”

Around the dinner table

Still Tuesday 17th February – Fenghua I am compelled to admit it, by the time the train arrived at the destination station I was really quite scared. Weirdly, and fitting for the frightened traveler, the station closed up as soon as we had all disembarked this, the last train. Everyone scuttled off in family cars;Continue reading “Around the dinner table”

Guffaws, grunting and gut wrenching fear

14th February I lay, eyes closed, palms open and to the side of my body, ankles relaxed allowing the toe end of my feet to fall gently towards the floor. I enjoyed feeling my heart rate slow and my shoulders gradually sink into the yoga mat. ‘Aaaand breathe in through the nose; a long, deep breath;Continue reading “Guffaws, grunting and gut wrenching fear”

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