Writing about whatever comes to mind

What started as a simple WordPress blog chronicling the renovation of a flat in Budapest has grown legs.

I had no plan for it, other than to keep interested parties around the world informed of what I was up to. My postage budget had been diverted to paint and time was in short supply; blogging seemed an efficient way to stay in touch.

Thirteen years later, it is an intrinsic part of what I do. I write about life in Hungary, the country in which I finally got to unpack my bottom drawer.

I write about my travels, about music, food, spirituality, politics, life, death, cemeteries. I write about whatever comes to mind. There is no plan.

If you’ve just found me, welcome to a work in progress. Feel free to engage, to comment, to add to what I’ve written. Let’s chat.

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My most recent posts

Outstretched hand lighting candles in a church

2024 Grateful 6: In memory

Suicide is one of life’s unfathomable mysteries, one you have to go through yourself to fully understand. And then it’s too late. The World Health

The attic, bathed in a gentle light filtering through a small window, is cluttered with a multitude of boxes, each likely containing memories and relics of years gone by. An old wooden chair sits amidst a sea of boxes, papers, and photographs that seem to spill out of their containers. The scene evokes a strong sense of nostalgia and the passage of time, as the attic holds onto fragments of the past that have been stored away, perhaps forgotten but preserved in this dusty upper chamber of the house.

2024 Grateful 8: Döstädning

I came to Hungary with two suitcases and two pictures. What happened? How did I accumulate so much stuff? Where did it all come from?

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