Once I landed in Heathrow, for the first time arriving in the UK after Brexit, passed through the passport checks with no issues, and collected my luggage intact, I felt a weight coming off my shoulders. And finally, when I was in the Uber that would take me to the hotel that would be (and … Continue reading Returning to London after Brexit & Pandemic runaway
Photo in Primrose Hill, London. October 2015, when I first moved to London. I have always been very conscious of certain things I'm doing for the last time. Before a trip, I always get in my own bed thinking it's the last time before a number of days. I have the same thought also when … Continue reading On last times
I was just looking at the two posts I wrote last year, when I was already confined in my room in London and was seeing my future plans ruined by this odd pandemic. On my post "The Birth of Spring - Part I" I wrote about how dark Spring was actually looking. It was difficult … Continue reading And Spring comes once again
It is a cruel consolation to know and see Nature going on as it should go. A consolation because at least something looks normal. While we are in lockdown at home, with our lives on hold, not being able to plan not even short term, piles of anxiety, sadness, loneliness and depression are a contrast … Continue reading The Birth of Spring – Part 2
I'm more of a Fall person, to be completely honest. But I do confess there is a certain pleasure in seeing the circle of life with my own eyes. One of the things I love about Britain is how pronounced each season is. With Spring, comes the promise of new life, a fresh start. The … Continue reading The Birth of Spring – Part I
