Sunday Blog 103 – Sunday 24th September It always takes me some time to “arrive” once I return from a trip. One of the biggest mysteries of travel to me not just exploring new places, but also being once again in places that you were before. It’s like re-reading a book over time, when you …
Tag Archives: Transition
Malevolent bed clothes
Sunday Blog 98 – Sunday 20th August 2023 (It’s still Sunday in Frankfurt!) He was trying very hard to be diplomatic, in the face-to-face interview he was conducting with me for my final recruitment process to become a shelf stacker at Woolies. This was in 2022, when I was still trying to get the right …
Friendships through the decades
Sunday Blog 93 – 16th July 2023 To quote myself, (because frankly, no-one else is) Sometimes I think that all the wisdom of life is contained in E.M. Forster’s novel Howards End, which tackles money, death, friendship and class (among other things). Sunday Blog 37, 22 May 2022https://www.pipbrennan.com/blog/2022/05/23/outgoings-of-this-last-tremendous-tide/ What I loved about the way friendship …
Is it finished?
Sunday Blog 92 – 9th July 2023 I would hate to estimate when it was that I bumped into a woman I did coaching training with – let’s say for argument’s sake it was more than three years ago. She knew I had started a novel in about 2015 which was about the time we …
Life
Sunday Blog 86 – 28th May 2023 Last week at our Saturday morning yoga class, we did a lovely flow sequence where we began and ended in a kneeling position. We cycled through a range of mantras such as “I reach with trust”, “I move forward with enthusiasm”, “I open myself up to possibilities”, “I …
“You were robbed”
Sunday Blog 85 – 21st May 2023 Every family has their little sayings. “You were robbed” was something our father would say to us whenever we, say, got 90% in a test. It was always said in jest, and wrapped in a general cocoon of his pride and kindness. Recently and rather impulsively, I decided …
Blame it on the moon
Sunday Blog 83 – 7th May 2023 This week I marinaded in a shame bath. Monday morning started too early, 4am to be exact. I was glued to the memoir manuscript a dear talented friend had sent me to read after I had begged her. I was following along her teenage travels, heart in mouth. …
Two very heavy suitcases
Sunday Blog 82 – 30th April 2023 Between deciding to go and leaving, there was a two week period. I packed two very heavy suitcases for that brief trip to the UK to “lift my spirits”. It had been a long eight months, and after Summer had waned I’d endured Winter in snowy Thessaloniki in …
The Glass Window
Sunday Blog 81 – 23rd April 2023 For something a little bit different I thought I might share some of the rejected submissions I have been doing, adapting them to the Sunday Blog platform. Gets them out into the world somehow! “I think I’m done,” she said. Until that moment, she was my boss. She …
Transfer papers
Sunday Blog 79 – 9th April 2023 It’s fair to say my father loved life, and left it reluctantly just before he turned 95, nearly three years ago now. Even two weeks before his death he was fairly adamant he would get behind the wheel again on discharge from hospital after another health setback. The …