When February Thinks It’s March

I have always been at odds with February, and, judging by past events, February was often at odds with me. Looking back, I can recall two types of February, or more precisely one: bloody awful Februaries. The other type would be Februaries I really can’t remember, odd brackets of time between January and long awaited…

First Random of 2016

Before we tackle any other subject, it must be noted that the prized exhibit of this series of shots is the absolutely worst picture taken of the festive trolley bus by anyone this season or, possibly, ever. If Henri Cartier-Bresson considered the decisive moment to be the best moment for taking a shot, this particular…

Best of 2015- Coffee Cups

As opposed to cats, coffee took quite a long time to grow on me. When everyone was downing cup after cup during exam sessions, I would put on a refrained smile and keep on reaching for my can of Coke. Mind you, I still love Coke, and it’s one of those things, like Coldplay, that…

Sunny September Random

Since I have an innate gift for the inessential, here it goes: I don’t tan well. I try to console myself with the thought of some possible Celtic or Germanic ancestry, but the thing is, I usually go through the cottage cheese turns roast chicken then peels back into cottage cheese cycle. And nothing in…

Belated June Random

I love summer but somehow also feel exhausted by it, by the need to enjoy it while it lasts, which is especially acute in June around the solstice. In English it’s called Midsummer, though technically it’s of course the beginning of summer, but the fact that days start to get shorter after this point always…