I feel comfortable being here in Cafe Plaka on my own – I think I’m adjusting slowly to a new degree of solitude
What’s love got to do with it?
These days I find I’m fascinated by couples and human closeness, and it was a photograph of Melina Mercouri with her husband, Jules Dessin that captured my attention the most
A tale of two genders
The Greek crisis is impacting young people and young women in particular, but do we only ‘see’ unemployment among men?
Mapping the past and future
Today, I’m sitting in the sunshine, listening to the sparrows chorusing crazily. There’s sadness but, thankfully, that’s not all…
Pistachios, pomegranates and other things I’ve learnt about grief
Whenever I eat pistachios I will remember the importance of creating space for the events in our lives
Learning a new narrative
In an unfamiliar country you can easily miss signals or misunderstand them. But I worry less about things like that these days
Black out
The day after I wrote the previous post, on 15 November 2014, my husband Mark Arram died. It was as sudden and unexpected as that
Steeped in coffee’s heritage
In a cafe which has a history of serving tea and coffee since 1837, it was interesting that a game developed that was all about recognising literary icons of the past 100 years
Heartfelt politics
At Konservokouti they have created a place that acts as a container for all the warmth and heart that seems so characteristic of many Greeks…
A waiting game
There’s a sense that people are tired and weary, but also of unfinished business. People are waiting to see what happens at the next elections, whether SYRIZA might get in…
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