The Windows

In these dark rooms where I live out empty days,
I wander round and round
trying to find the windows.
It will be a great relief when a window opens.
But the windows aren’t there to be found –
or at least I can’t find them.
Perhaps the light will prove another tyranny.
Who knows what new things it will expose?

“The Windows” by C P Cavafy, 1903

Poem taken from Collected Poems translated by Edmund Keeley and Philip Sherrard, The Hogarth Press Continue reading “The Windows”

Buckwheat-Spelt Loaf

The nutty aroma of today’s bake fills my kitchen as it rests on the wire rack. Sigh of relief follows when the loaf is finally cool enough to slice. One of the joys and tensions of trying out & substituting new flours is wondering if it will all work out. Looking forward to slathering it with butter. Maybe I will use some to make sandwiches for Loving Husband’s Lunch Bag tomorrow. Continue reading “Buckwheat-Spelt Loaf”

cross at the light

My 21 year old Conscientious Daughter waits at traffic lights and will not cross before the Green Man appears even if there are no cars on the road. I find this very endearing as I will jaywalk in a heartbeat. This behaviour gives her a considerable amount of consternation, especially if I am dragging her along with me.  Much like how I feel when my Flamboyant Father pulls me across a traffic-laden Hanoi road because (he assures me) “the cars and bikes will avoid us”. Continue reading “cross at the light”

Banana Walnut & Date Cake

Is this a banana cake or banana bread? I’ve done some reading and I don’t think there really is a clear divide or definition. Whatever it is, this is a wonderful recipe, taken from Anita Bean’s The Runner’s Cookbook, which is healthier (on account of the wholemeal flour, lower amount of brown sugar and vegetable oil) moist, tasty, and it keeps for a long long long time. I freeze mine and take it out over a few weeks  to refuel after my runs, or to enjoy with my cup of tea. Continue reading “Banana Walnut & Date Cake”

Discovering Art Brut at the BACC

I am not an articulate art enthusiast; I like what I like and often can’t tell you why. I don’t always know or understand the artist’s intent, or the technical aspects of a work, but simply respond on an emotive level.  Having said this, I have learnt that discovering some background and context does help frame a piece of work and helps me to unpack it, and ultimately to appreciate it better. Continue reading “Discovering Art Brut at the BACC”