Just read “The Fault in Our Stars” by John Green. A good read. As the endorsement from Markus Zusak said on the front “You laugh, you cry, and then you come back for more”.
I liked the humour and the constant determination of the main characters to say it like it is. It reminded me of some of the indie movies I’ve seen (I haven’t seen the movie version of this book). It’s a thought provoking book…
OK, I’m going to take a guess….you love books, huh? I’m not going to ask you if you prefer e-books to physical books, or vice versa, but two things recently got me thinking about book buying.
First up was the unexpected discovery of “bouquinistes” in Niort(I’ve only ever encountered this selling books from wooden boxes fastened to the wall at a the side of a river in Paris….didn’t know it…
A recent study from the US has found that most people rate the doctor’s personality and the quality of their relationship with him or her as most important when choosing a doctor.
when asked what they thought was the most important factor in a “high quality doctor,” most people cited factors related to the doctor’s personality and the quality of the doctor-patient relationship, such as whether a…
I noticed this huge rock on a beach recently (OK, I agree, how could you NOT notice it!?)
I suppose I was a little surprised that some people had chosen to sit right in front of it……were they hoping to shelter from the wind? Or were they seeking some shade from the sun? Or, maybe, just maybe, they were working up to having a go at shoving it out of the way?
I’m guessing a LOT of people have…
In the A to Z of Becoming a “D” verb is “de-clutter”.
What does it mean to “de-clutter”? It’s going to mean something different to each of us. I’m not making the case here for a physical environment which is minimalist (although my personal preference tends towards minimalism).
This photo of the sea at twilight looks calm and open to me. That’s the feeling I want to get when I de-clutter.
What do you see?
I saw the gable ends of a couple of blocks of flats.
I saw a woman looking out of her window and a man with a rugby ball in his hand standing on his balcony.
I saw the see through the arches.
Then I looked again……..
I saw a mural.
This provokes two thoughts for me -
Firstly, how often do we take the time to really see what we can see? What’s familiar is often worth a brand new…