The Pursuit of the Contented Life

I sit here in my lounge, cats preening themselves before me, on a wonderfully melancholic rainy day, feeling at once utterly contented  and confuddled by it, if only a smidge. It is a nice feeling to make my acquaintance. I feared I had lost it for a spell. But it has returned to me, quite […]

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The Gift of being a Luftmensch: A Love Story

Luftmensch. Yiddish (n.) Literally meaning ‘air person’ or daydreamer There was a poll undertaken by a newspaper recently during the pandemic, to see what jobs the public felt were essential. It fared poorly for artists I have to say. (Doesn’t it tragically far too often?!) We were considered no more essential than a telemarketer, with […]

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