Oh dear! Tomorrow I face a stern test. It will be the first meeting of this season of the regional Italian Circle. The bad news is that I am Il Presidente! Several months have passed since I had to apply myself to actually use my (fairly basic) Italian, and in my worst moments I fear … Read more
I went to my weekly life-drawing class last night. Today I was reflecting on the fact that, although I passed two hours looking at an attractive young woman wearing no clothes, what I actually spent the time thinking about was the fact that her hair was the same colour as that of my wife when … Read more
Having spent a good part of the afternoon sorting through old photographs I can only describe my state of mind as “melancholy”. This is not the same by any means, of course, as “sadness”. Perhaps I am remembered by people whose names I can no longer recall. Places I will never visit again, in all … Read more