The last place I lived in Barcelona was right on the edge of Gracia. The view from my balcony looked out over Upper Gracia and from the rooftop terrace I could see right down to the seafront. I shared a huge flat with a Catalan guy who I interviewed three times before agreeing to move... Continue Reading →
Delaware, Dragon’s Dens and Dumps!
Delaware I've never actually lived in Delaware. When I was 16 I ran away with my American boyfriend for a summer holiday, and he took me Dover. I don't remember much other than it being really flat with endless sandy beaches and strip malls. While we were there we stayed with the parents of his... Continue Reading →
Cooking up a Song with a New Poem
I was going to write a post about why I think I'm so obsessed with cooking and writing about food. It's about self-nurturing. I read an International Women's Day challenge for women to go out for a meal by themselves, because - the writer said - women won't go out alone. And I thought, even... Continue Reading →
