Category Archives: Thinking, or ranting, or both

Lights, sights and lingonberries

Posted on November 22, 2016 by memoirsofahusk

Nearing ten o’clock at night. Speeding through customs with a small, carry-on backpack to a waiting taxi. Luxury! Well before eleven we round a corner warmed by the glowing windows of the William Pub to arrive at Akademi Hotellet. Opening … Continue reading →

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‘Michigan seems like a dream to me now …’

Posted on November 11, 2016 by memoirsofahusk

I started off yesterday writing a thoughtful, elegiac piece referencing music. But the longer the day wore on, the more it wore me out, the effort of trying to be calm. You see, we’ve had a tough couple of days … Continue reading →

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Autumn. A little too close for comfort, this time

Posted on November 7, 2016 by memoirsofahusk

It’s been the most beautiful autumn I can remember. The stillness of each reluctant dawn. The drama of the sunrise, turning the world from grey to lemon, gold to rose. The vast, v-shaped skeins of pink-footed geese heading for the … Continue reading →

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Prepare yourselves. I’m wondering if Donald – yes that one – has a point

Posted on October 16, 2016 by memoirsofahusk

If a little knowledge is a dangerous thing, a minute amount of knowledge plus an article in the Times is arguably a foolish way to start a blog post about politics. But then, politics is riddled with foolishness, as I … Continue reading →

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Precious

Posted on October 4, 2016 by memoirsofahusk

It’s one of those Zambian names, along with Gift, that always makes me feel good about my fellow humans. Naming a baby girl Precious is just such a joyful thing to do. Lately I’ve been wondering about the things we … Continue reading →

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Did you miss me?

Posted on September 26, 2016 by memoirsofahusk

I expect not. Though now you’ve had this reminder perhaps it’s occurred to you that it’s been a while since I posted. Don’t fetch your cuppa, though. This is merely a stopgap. Not a fully fledged rant, nor a eulogy, … Continue reading →

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Two booklets and a spiral. Ways of being humankind

Posted on July 25, 2016 by memoirsofahusk

Poetry seems to stalk the streets of Liverpool. Okay, that may be a slight exaggeration given I’m basing it on a mere two examples, but they are good ones. I’ll start with the most recent. Last year I went to … Continue reading →

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