I have been spending the last couple of days at my friends’ in Canada Water, a blessed part of London, one stop away from Canary Wharf and promptly serviced by the Jubilee Line. Truly – a reason for jubilation. You could be dealing with the Metropolitan instead. (I don’t deal with the Metropolitan line but other unfortunate commuters in London do). It has enabled me … Continue reading A Weekend At Friends’.
I didn’t think this show would grow on me, but it has. The fascination goes beyond the fact it covers an industry that I work in. It comes from it presenting the America of the 1960s; the gender roles in society; the consumer habits and the emerging products and technologies catering to people’s needs; the thought process behind the meetings in Don Draper’s office; the … Continue reading Mad Men.
To the rest of the world, it may be a tiny house. To me, it is my castle. It is a small house in the country, where my grandparents lived and where I was brought up nearing the age of five. In front of the house, there is a small garden of daffodils, red and yellow tulips, roses, and a vineyard. On the right, there … Continue reading My Childhood, My Happiness.
Losing is bad enough. Losing everything or having it taken from you is like going to bed in the evening and covering yourself with a comfortable duvet, dreaming of a good night’s sleep, only to wake up in the middle of the night to the harrowing sounds of a tornado that has snatched the four walls from around you and the house from underneath you. … Continue reading “We was robbed.”
The Merchant’s House is one of the few houses built in the 19th century that are still standing in New York City. I was looking for it somewhere towards the end of October eager to experience it and cross it out my 111 places not to miss in New York City list. The Merchant’s House belonged to a famous merchant and his family. They lived … Continue reading Merchant’s House Museum.