10 December 2018
I still remember when my father’s boss retired. I was about 10 years old and could remember him talking about his boss Harry from when I was a little girl. Harry was a great guy and he and my Dad shared the same engineer DNA. They swopped jokes and talked politics and exchanged stories about their kids growing up. So when it came for Harry to retire, my Dad was happy for him on the one hand as he prepared to make his way to a shiny new retirement home in Arizona, but sorry on the other, knowing he would sorely miss him after having worked together for 15 years.
Trains of Thought
15 November 2018
It’s a bright sunny day as my daughter and I
hop on the train to go to Berlin, taking a regional S-Bahn commuter train to
the main station. I contemplate how different Berlin is from relatively sleepy
Munich. While the latter city only gained economic importance in the 1960s and
was never more than the capital of Bavaria, Berlin was the capital of an empire
and boasts sweeping boulevards and bombastic buildings reminiscent of Paris,
Madrid or New York.
Studying Here, Studying There
2 October 2018
It’s Fall. After a record hot summer, the evenings have gotten cooler and chestnuts in their spiky husks are falling to the pavement, hopefully, and not onto some unwitting passersby’s head.
It is also my older daughter Natasha’s first year at university. For her, a whole new era begins. For me, it brings back memories of my own university education.