Ignore this if you’re not knittingly iclined. I’m just posting it so I can put it on my ravelry page. The pattern for this winter scarf is simple. I made it when I moved abroad [here] to France [still here], and realised I hadn’t brought a daily scarf. I had a bag full of […]
Remember I told you I was eating like a pig? I got addicted to bread and salt again? Well I’m trying to shake it this week. Not sure if I’ve talked about this already but a few months ago I realised that the unhealthy eating compulsions I’ve had for years wasn’t just caused by the […]
(To be said shyly with a thick French accent, in the style of a 16-year old student in one of my introductory groups): Daniel is 24, he’s from London, and he has one sister. Daniel’s hobbies are reading and films. Daniel’s favourite subject is History. So Aylin decided to disappear for the weekend back to […]
It seems that my drastic change of plans for the French classes has brought about the result I wanted. Let me start by correcting myself, just like I now do at the beginning of all my introductory groups – this isn’t a class, and I’m not a teacher, so feel comfortable, and talk about what […]
Sorry about the unimaginative title. Truth be told, I’ve had a very slow, grey weekend, with a mood to match. I have a friend whom I mentioned in the previous post, Daniel, with whom I don’t talk often enough. But when I am fortunate enough to be engaged in conversation with the lovely Danny E., we […]
Aylin and I return from a brief but very cold outing. We shuffled, huddled, down the street, adorned in our scarves and thick coats. We shiver, the wind biting at our pink-tinted faces (as pink as they can be for a half-Turk and a half-Israeli), desperate to get into our apartment – which we know […]
It’s a weird title. But like I mentioned, I spent a long time looking for something to occupy both my restless hands and my need to create something in a very regular and therapeutic way. I just love the order and the repetitiveness. I’ve completed a few projects this year, a hat here, a scarf […]
Y’know, because it’s pronounced ‘Mess’. Just to let you know that sometime in the very near future I’ll be posting some walkaround photos of my apartment and then another with some photos of Toul. Yesterday Aylin and I finally made it to Metz. I’d like to actually precede this story by confessing that we missed […]
Du Pool à Toul 